-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Жюль Верн
-
- Таинственный остров
-
- Стр. 265/526
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
"
Luff
,
Pencroft
,
luff
!
"
"
What
's
the
matter
,
"
replied
the
sailor
;
"
a
rock
?
"
"
No
--
wait
,
"
said
Herbert
;
"
I
do
n't
quite
see
.
Luff
again
--
right
--
now
.
"
So
saying
,
Herbert
,
leaning
over
the
side
,
plunged
his
arm
into
the
water
,
and
pulled
it
out
,
exclaiming
,
--
"
A
bottle
!
"
He
held
in
his
hand
a
corked
bottle
which
he
had
just
seized
a
few
cables
'
length
from
the
shore
.
Cyrus
Harding
took
the
bottle
.
Without
uttering
a
single
word
he
drew
the
cork
,
and
took
from
it
a
damp
paper
,
on
which
were
written
these
words
:
--
"
Castaway
...
.
Tabor
island
:
153deg
W.
long
.
,
37deg
11
'
S.
lat
.
"
"
A
castaway
!
"
exclaimed
Pencroft
;
"
left
on
this
Tabor
Island
not
two
hundred
miles
from
us
!
Ah
,
Captain
Harding
,
you
wo
n't
now
oppose
my
going
.
"
"
No
,
Pencroft
,
"
replied
Cyrus
Harding
;
"
and
you
shall
set
out
as
soon
as
possible
.
"
