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After determining the Nautilus's heading, I noted that it was proceeding toward the ancient island of Crete, also called Candia.
Next to this cabinet I saw a chest bound with hoops of iron, its lid bearing a copper plaque that displayed the Nautilus's monogram with its motto Mobilis in Mobili.
For an instant it bumped the Nautilus's side, then all sounds ceased.
A perplexing circumstance because we weren't in the low latitudes, and besides, once the Nautilus was submerged, it shouldn't be subject to any rise in temperature.
The panels had opened, and I could see a completely white sea around the Nautilus.
The Nautilus was no longer moving.
The next day, February 16, we left this basin, which tallies depths of 3,000 meters between Rhodes and Alexandria, and passing well out from Cerigo Island after doubling Cape Matapan, the Nautilus left the Greek Islands behind.
I estimate that the Nautilus covered a track of some 600 leagues under the waves of this sea, and this voyage was accomplished in just twenty-four hours times two.
Here he no longer had the ease of movement and freedom of maneuver that the oceans allowed him, and his Nautilus felt cramped so close to the coasts of both Africa and Europe.
Leaving the Nautilus under these conditions would have been like jumping off a train racing at this speed, a rash move if there ever was one.
Among the various fish inhabiting it, some I viewed, others I glimpsed, and the rest I missed completely because of the Nautilus's speed.
But whenever the Nautilus drew near the surface, those denizens of the Mediterranean I could observe most productively belonged to the sixty-third genus of bony fish.
Unfortunately I couldn't fish up this wonderful specimen, and surely no other Mediterranean zoophytes would have been offered to my gaze, if, on the evening of the 16th, the Nautilus hadn't slowed down in an odd fashion.
"In hundreds of thousands of years, my boy.""Then we have ample time to finish our voyage," Conseil replied, "if Ned Land doesn't mess things up!"Thus reassured, Conseil went back to studying the shallows that the Nautilus was skimming at moderate speed.
But having gone past the shallows of the Strait of Sicily, the Nautilus resumed its usual deep-water speed.
The Nautilus, driven downward by its propeller and slanting fins, descended to the lowest strata of this sea.
When the Nautilus passed between them, covering them with sheets of electricity, they seemed ready to salute us with their colors and send us their serial numbers!
I observed that these Mediterranean depths became more and more cluttered with such gruesome wreckage as the Nautilus drew nearer to the Strait of Gibraltar.
Meanwhile, briskly unconcerned, the Nautilus ran at full propeller through the midst of these ruins.
The Nautilus took full advantage of this countercurrent.
The Nautilus broke these waters with the edge of its spur after doing nearly 10,000 leagues in three and a half months, a track longer than a great circle of the earth.
Given the way the Nautilus was navigating, it would have been sheer insanity to think of escaping!"
I've gotten hold of a monkey wrench to unscrew the nuts bolting the skiff to the Nautilus's hull.
Just then a fairly loud hissing told me that the ballast tanks were filling, and the Nautilus sank beneath the waves of the Atlantic.
What an agonizing day I spent, torn between my desire to regain my free will and my regret at abandoning this marvelous Nautilus, leaving my underwater research incomplete!
I wanted to see if the Nautilus's heading was actually taking us closer to the coast or spiriting us farther away.
The Nautilus was still in Portuguese waters.
Since that night when the skiff had left the Nautilus on some mysterious mission, my ideas about him had subtly changed.
Did he himself never leave the Nautilus?
The possibility of perishing in our reckless undertaking was the least of my worries; my heart was pounding at the thought that our plans might be discovered before we had left the Nautilus, at the thought of being hauled in front of Captain Nemo and finding him angered, or worse, saddened by my deserting him.
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