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On the 28th of February, when at noon the Nautilus came to the surface of the sea, in 9° 4’ N. lat., there was land in sight about eight miles to westward. The first thing I noticed was a range of mountains about two thousand feet high, the shapes of which were most capricious. On taking the bearings, I knew that we were nearing the island of Ceylon, the pearl which hangs from the lobe of the Indian Peninsula.
Captain Nemo and his second appeared at this moment. The Captain glanced at the map. Then turning to me, said:
“The Island of Ceylon, noted for its pearl-fisheries. Would you like to visit one of them, M. Aronnax?”
“Certainly, Captain.”
“Well, the thing is easy. Though, if we see the fisheries, we shall not see the fishermen. The annual exportation has not yet begun. Never mind, I will give orders to make for the Gulf of Manaar, where we shall arrive in the night.”
The Captain said something to his second, who immediately went out. Soon the Nautilus returned to her native element, and the manometer showed that she was about thirty feet deep.
“Well, sir,” said Captain Nemo, “you and your companions shall visit the Bank of Manaar, and if by chance some fisherman should be there, we shall see him at work.”
“Agreed, Captain!”
“By the bye, M. Aronnax you are not afraid of sharks?”
“Sharks!” exclaimed I.
This question seemed a very hard one.
“Well?” continued Captain Nemo.
“I admit, Captain, that I am not yet very familiar with that kind of fish.”
“We are accustomed to them,” replied Captain Nemo, “and in time you will be too. However, we shall be armed, and on the road we may be able to hunt some of the tribe. It is interesting. So, till to-morrow, sir, and early.”
This said in a careless tone, Captain Nemo left the saloon. Now, if you were invited to hunt the bear in the mountains of Switzerland, what would you say?
“Very well! to-morrow we will go and hunt the bear.” If you were asked to hunt the lion in the plains of Atlas, or the tiger in the Indian jungles, what would you say?
“Ha! ha! it seems we are going to hunt the tiger or the
lion!” But when you are invited to hunt the shark in its
natural element, you would perhaps reflect before accepting the
invitation. As for myself, I passed my hand over my forehead, on
which stood large drops of cold perspiration. “Let us
reflect,” said I, “and take our time. Hunting otters in
submarine forests, as we did in the Island of Crespo, will pass;
but going up and down at the bottom of the sea, where one is almost
certain to meet sharks, is quite another thing! I know well that in
certain countries, particularly in the Andaman Islands, the negroes
never hesitate to attack them with a dagger in one hand and a
running noose in the other; but I also know that few who affront
those creatures ever return alive. However, I am not a negro, and
if I were I think a little hesitation in this (...)
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