| FIRST PART
CHAPTER 17: An Underwater Forest
 (continued)I say 150 meters, although I had no instruments for estimating
 this distance.  But I knew that the sun's rays, even in
 the clearest seas, could reach no deeper.  So at precisely
 this point the darkness became profound.  Not a single object
 was visible past ten paces.  Consequently, I had begun to grope
 my way when suddenly I saw the glow of an intense white light.
 Captain Nemo had just activated his electric device.
 His companion did likewise.  Conseil and I followed suit.
 By turning a switch, I established contact between the induction
 coil and the glass spiral, and the sea, lit up by our four lanterns,
 was illuminated for a radius of twenty-five meters. Captain Nemo continued to plummet into the dark depths of this forest,
 whose shrubbery grew ever more sparse.  I observed that vegetable
 life was disappearing more quickly than animal life.  The open-sea
 plants had already left behind the increasingly arid seafloor,
 where a prodigious number of animals were still swarming:
 zoophytes, articulates, mollusks, and fish. While we were walking, I thought the lights of our Ruhmkorff devices
 would automatically attract some inhabitants of these dark strata.
 But if they did approach us, at least they kept at a distance regrettable
 from the hunter's standpoint.  Several times I saw Captain Nemo stop
 and take aim with his rifle; then, after sighting down its barrel
 for a few seconds, he would straighten up and resume his walk. Finally, at around four o'clock, this marvelous excursion came to an end.
 A wall of superb rocks stood before us, imposing in its sheer mass:
 a pile of gigantic stone blocks, an enormous granite cliffside pitted
 with dark caves but not offering a single gradient we could climb up.
 This was the underpinning of Crespo Island.  This was land. The captain stopped suddenly.  A gesture from him brought us to a halt,
 and however much I wanted to clear this wall, I had to stop.
 Here ended the domains of Captain Nemo.  He had no desire to pass
 beyond them.  Farther on lay a part of the globe he would no
 longer tread underfoot. |