At half-past six
Ned Land came to my room, saying, "We shall not see each other
again before our departure. At ten the moon will not be risen.
We will profit by the darkness. Come to the boat; Conseil and I
will wait for you."
The Canadian went out without giving me time to answer.
Wishing to verify the course of the Nautilus, I went to the saloon.
We were running N.N.E. at frightful speed, and more than fifty yards deep.
I cast a last look on these wonders of nature, on the riches of art
heaped up in this museum, upon the unrivalled collection destined
to perish at the bottom of the sea, with him who had formed it.
I wished to fix an indelible impression of it in my mind.
I remained an hour thus, bathed in the light of that luminous ceiling,
and passing in review those treasures shining under their glasses.
Then I returned to my room.
I dressed myself in strong sea clothing. I collected my notes,
placing them carefully about me. My heart beat loudly.
I could not check its pulsations. Certainly my trouble and agitation
would have betrayed me to Captain Nemo's eyes.
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