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Chapter 15—A Walk on the Bottom of the Sea
Chapter 15—A Walk on the Bottom of the Sea This cell was, to speak correctly, the arsenal and wardrobe of the Nautilus. A dozen diving apparatuses hung from the partition waiting our use. Ned Land, on seeing them, showed evident repugnance to dress himself in one. “But, my worthy Ned, the forests of the Island of Crespo are nothing but submarine forests.” “Good!” said the disappointed harpooner, who saw his dreams of fresh meat fade away. “And you, M. Aronnax, are you going to dress yourself in those clothes?” “There is no alternative, Master Ned.” “As you please, sir,” replied the harpooner, shrugging his shoulders; “but, as for me, unless I am forced, I will never get into one.” “No one will force you, Master Ned,” said Captain Nemo. “Is Conseil going to risk it?” asked Ned. “I
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