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Chapter 31 The next morning I awoke feeling perfectly well. I thought a bathe would do me good, and I went to plunge for a few minutes into the waters of this mediterranean sea, for assuredly it better deserved this name than any other sea. I came back to breakfast with a good appetite. Hans was a good caterer for our little household; he had water and fire at his disposal, so that he was able to vary our bill of fare now and then. For dessert he gave us a few cups of coffee, and never was coffee so delicious. “Now,” said my uncle, “now is the time for high tide, and we must not lose the opportunity to study this phenomenon.” “What! the tide!” I cried. “Can the influence of the sun and moon be felt down here?” “Why not? Are not all bodies subject throughout their mass to the power of