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Chapter 198
"' It is two o'clock!' "' Where is the compass?' "'It has fallen out.' "' Great God! the lamp is extinguished!' "' It could not burn longer in this rarefied air!' said Zambecarri. "The moon had not risen; the atmosphere was plunged in horrible darkness. "' I am cold, I am cold, Andreoli! What shall we do?' "The unfortunate men slowly descended through a layer of white clouds. "'Hush!' said Andreoli; 'do you hear--' "' What?' replied Zambecarri. "'A singular noise!' "'You are mistaken!' "'No!--Do you see those midnight travellers, listening to that incomprehensible sound? Have they struck against a rower? Are they about to be precipitated on the roofs? Do you hear it? It is like the sound of the ocean!' "'Impossible!' "' It is the roaring of the waves!' "' That is true!--Ligh
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