Thiscell,properlyspeaking,wastheNautilus'sarsenalandwardrobe.Hangingfromitswalls,adozendivingoutfitswerewaitingforanybodywhowantedtotakeastroll. Afterseeingthese,NedLandexhibitedanobviousdistastefortheideaofputtingoneon. "ButmygallantNed,"Itoldhim,"theforestsofCrespoIslandaresimplyunderwaterforests!" "Ohgreat!"putinthedisappointedharpooner,watchinghisdreamsoffreshmeatfadeaway."Andyou,ProfessorAronnax,areyougoingtostickyourselfinsidetheseclothes?" "Haveityourway,sir,"theharpoonerreplied,shrugginghisshoulders."Butspeakingformyself,I'llnevergetintothosethingsunlesstheyforceme!" "Noonewillforceyou,Mr.Land,"CaptainNemosaid. "AndisConseilgoingtoriskit?"Nedasked. "Wheremastergoes,Igo,"Conseilreplied. Atthecaptain'ssummons,twocrewmencametohelpusputontheseheavy,waterproofclothes,madefromseamlessindiarubberandexpresslydesignedtobearconsiderablepressures. Theywerelikesuitsofarmorthatwerebothyieldingandresistant,youmightsay. Theseclothesconsistedofjacketandpants. Thepantsendedinbulkyfootwearadornedwithheavyleadsoles. Thefabricofthejacketwasreinforcedwithcoppermailthatshieldedthechest,protecteditfromthewater'spressure,andallowedthelungstofunctionfreely;thesleevesendedinsuppleglovesthatdidn'timpedehandmovements. Theseperfecteddivingsuits,itwaseasytosee,wereafarcryfromsuchmisshapencostumesasthecorkbreastplates,leatherjumpers,seagoingtunics,barrelhelmets,etc.,inventedandacclaimedinthe18thcentury. ConseilandIweresoondressedinthesedivingsuits,aswereCaptainNemoandoneofhiscompanions—aherculeantypewhomusthavebeenprodigiouslystrong. Allthatremainedwastoencaseone'sheadinitsmetalsphere. Butbeforeproceedingwiththisoperation,Iaskedthecaptainforpermissiontoexaminetheriflessetasideforus. OneoftheNautilus'smenpresentedmewithastreamlinedriflewhosebuttwasboilerplatesteel,hollowinside,andoffairlylargedimensions. Thisservedasatankforthecompressedair,whichatrigger–operatedvalvecouldreleaseintothemetalchamber. Inagroovewherethebuttwasheaviest,acartridgeclipheldsometwentyelectricbulletsthat,bymeansofaspring,automaticallytooktheirplacesinthebarreloftherifle. Assoonasoneshothadbeenfired,anotherwasreadytogooff. "CaptainNemo,"Isaid,"thisisanideal,easy–to–useweapon.Iaskonlytoputittothetest.Buthowwillwereachthebottomofthesea?" "Rightnow,professor,theNautilusisagroundintenmetersofwater,andwe'veonlytodepart." CaptainNemoinsertedhiscraniumintoitssphericalheadgear. ConseilandIdidthesame,butnotwithouthearingtheCanadiantossusasarcastic"happyhunting." Ontop,thesuitendedinacollarofthreadedcopperontowhichthemetalhelmetwasscrewed. Threeholes,protectedbyheavyglass,allowedustoseeinanydirectionwithsimplyaturnoftheheadinsidethesphere. Placedonourbacks,theRouquayroldevicewentintooperationassoonasitwasinposition,andformypart,Icouldbreathewithease. TheRuhmkorfflamphangingfrommybelt,myrifleinhand,Iwasreadytogoforth. Butinallhonesty,whileimprisonedintheseheavyclothesandnailedtothedeckbymyleadsoles,itwasimpossibleformetotakeasinglestep. Butthiscircumstancehadbeenforeseen,becauseIfeltmyselfpropelledintoalittleroomadjoiningthewardrobe. Towedinthesameway,mycompanionswentwithme. Iheardadoorwithwatertightsealscloseafterus,andweweresurroundedbyprofounddarkness. Aftersomeminutesasharphissingreachedmyears. Ifeltadistinctsensationofcoldrisingfrommyfeettomychest. Apparentlyastopcockinsidetheboatwaslettinginwaterfromoutside,whichoverranusandsoonfilleduptheroom. ContrivedintheNautilus'sside,aseconddoorthenopened.Wewerelitbyasubduedlight. Aninstantlaterourfeetweretreadingthebottomofthesea. Andnow,howcanIconveytheimpressionsleftonmebythisstrollunderthewaters. Wordsarepowerlesstodescribesuchwonders! Wheneventhepainter'sbrushcan'tdepicttheeffectsuniquetotheliquidelement,howcanthewriter'spenhopetoreproducethem? CaptainNemowalkedinfront,andhiscompanionfollowedusafewstepstotherear. ConseilandIstayednexttoeachother,asifdaydreamingthatthroughourmetalcarapaces,alittlepoliteconversationmightstillbepossible! AlreadyInolongerfeltthebulkinessofmyclothes,footwear,andairtank,northeweightoftheheavysphereinsidewhichmyheadwasrattlinglikeanalmondinitsshell. Onceimmersedinwater,alltheseobjectslostapartoftheirweightequaltotheweightoftheliquidtheydisplaced,andthankstothislawofphysicsdiscoveredbyArchimedes,Ididjustfine. Iwasnolongeraninertmass,andIhad,comparativelyspeaking,greatfreedomofmovement. Lightinguptheseaflooreventhirtyfeetbeneaththesurfaceoftheocean,thesunastonishedmewithitspower. Thesolarrayseasilycrossedthisaqueousmassanddisperseditsdarkcolors. Icouldeasilydistinguishobjects100metersaway. Fartheron,thebottomwastintedwithfineshadesofultramarine;then,offinthedistance,itturnedblueandfadedinthemidstofahazydarkness. Truly,thiswatersurroundingmewasjustakindofair,denserthantheatmosphereonlandbutalmostastransparent. AbovemeIcouldseethecalmsurfaceoftheocean. Wewerewalkingonsandthatwasfine–grainedandsmooth,notwrinkledlikebeachsand,whichpreservestheimpressionsleftbythewaves. Thisdazzlingcarpetwasarealmirror,throwingbackthesun'srayswithstartlingintensity. Theoutcome:animmensevistaofreflectionsthatpenetratedeveryliquidmolecule. WillanyonebelievemeifIassertthatatthisthirty–footdepth,Icouldseeasifitwasbroaddaylight? Foraquarterofanhour,Itrodthisblazingsand,whichwasstrewnwithtinycrumbsofseashell. Loominglikealongreef,theNautilus'shulldisappearedlittlebylittle,butwhennightfellinthemidstofthewaters,theship'sbeaconwouldsurelyfacilitateourreturnonboard,sinceitsrayscarriedwithperfectdistinctness. Thiseffectisdifficulttounderstandforanyonewhohasneverseenlightbeamssosharplydefinedonshore. Therethedustthatsaturatestheairgivessuchraystheappearanceofaluminousfog;butabovewateraswellasunderwater,shaftsofelectriclightaretransmittedwithincomparableclarity. Meanwhilewewenteveronward,andthesevastplainsofsandseemedendless.Myhandspartedliquidcurtainsthatclosedagainbehindme,andmyfootprintsfadedswiftlyunderthewater'spressure. Soon,scarcelyblurredbytheirdistancefromus,theformsofsomeobjectstookshapebeforemyeyes. Irecognizedthelowerslopesofsomemagnificentrockscarpetedbythefinestzoophytespecimens,andrightoff,Iwasstruckbyaneffectuniquetothismedium. Bythenitwasteno'clockinthemorning. Thesun'srayshitthesurfaceofthewavesatafairlyobliqueangle,decomposingbyrefractionasthoughpassingthroughaprism;andwhenthislightcameincontactwithflowers,rocks,buds,seashells,andpolyps,theedgesoftheseobjectswereshadedwithallsevenhuesofthesolarspectrum. Thisriotofrainbowtintswasawonder,afeastfortheeyes:agenuinekaleidoscopeofred,green,yellow,orange,violet,indigo,andblue;inshort,thewholepaletteofacolor–happypainter! IfonlyIhadbeenabletosharewithConseiltheintensesensationsrisinginmybrain,competingwithhiminexclamationsofwonderment! IfonlyIhadknown,likeCaptainNemoandhiscompanion,howtoexchangethoughtsbymeansofprearrangedsignals! So,forlackofanythingbetter,Italkedtomyself:Ideclaimedinsidethiscopperboxthattoppedmyhead,spendingmoreaironemptywordsthanwasperhapsadvisable. Conseil,likeme,hadstoppedbeforethissplendidsight. Obviously,inthepresenceofthesezoophyteandmolluskspecimens,thefineladwasclassifyinghisheadoff. Polypsandechinodermsaboundedontheseafloor:variousisiscoral,cornulariancorallivinginisolation,tuftsofvirginalgenusOculinaformerlyknownbythename"whitecoral,"pricklyfunguscoralintheshapeofmushrooms,seaanemoneholdingonbytheirmusculardisks,providingaliteralflowerbedadornedbyjellyfishfromthegenusPorpitawearingcollarsofazuretentacles,andstarfishthatspangledthesand,includingveinlikefeatherstarsfromthegenusAsterophytonthatwerelikefinelaceembroideredbythehandsofwaternymphs,theirfestoonsswayingtothefaintundulationscausedbyourwalking. Itfilledmewithrealchagrintocrushunderfootthegleamingmollusksamplesthatlitteredtheseafloorbythethousands:concentriccombshells,hammershells,coquina(seashellsthatactuallyhoparound),top–shellsnails,redhelmetshells,angel–wingconchs,seahares,andsomanyotherexhibitsfromthisinexhaustibleocean. Butwehadtokeepwalking,andwewentforwardwhileoverheadtherescuddedschoolsofPortuguesemen–of–warthatlettheirultramarinetentaclesdriftintheirwakes,medusaswhosemilkywhiteordaintypinkparasolswerefestoonedwithazuretasselsandshadedusfromthesun'srays,plusjellyfishofthespeciesPelagiapanopyrathat,inthedark,wouldhavestrewnourpathwithphosphorescentglimmers! AllthesewondersIglimpsedinthespaceofaquarterofamile,barelypausing,followingCaptainNemowhosegestureskeptbeckoningmeonward. Soonthenatureoftheseafloorchanged. TheplainsofsandwerefollowedbyabedofthatviscousslimeAmericanscall"ooze,"whichiscomposedexclusivelyofseashellsrichinlimestoneorsilica. Thenwecrossedaprairieofalgae,open–seaplantsthatthewatershadn'tyettornloose,whosevegetationgrewinwildprofusion. Softtothefoot,thesedenselytexturedlawnswouldhaverivaledthemostluxuriantcarpetswovenbythehandofman. Butwhilethisgreenerywassprawlingunderoursteps,itdidn'tneglectusoverhead. Thesurfaceofthewaterwascrisscrossedbyafloatingarborofmarineplantsbelongingtothatsuperabundantalgaefamilythatnumbersmorethan2,000knownspecies. Isawlongribbonsoffucusdriftingaboveme,someglobular,otherstubular:Laurencia,Cladostephuswiththeslenderestfoliage,Rhodymeniapalmataresemblingthefanshapesofcactus. Iobservedthatgreen–coloredplantskeptclosertothesurfaceofthesea,whileredsoccupiedamediumdepth,whichleftblacksandbrownsinchargeofdesigninggardensandflowerbedsintheocean'slowerstrata. Thesealgaeareagenuineprodigyofcreation,oneofthewondersofworldflora. Thisfamilyproducesboththebiggestandsmallestvegetablesintheworld. Because,justas40,000near–invisiblebudshavebeencountedinonefive–square–millimeterspace,soalsohavefucusplantsbeengatheredthatwereover500meterslong! WehadbeengonefromtheNautilusforaboutanhourandahalf.Itwasalmostnoon. Ispottedthisfactintheperpendicularityofthesun'srays,whichwerenolongerrefracted. Themagicofthesesolarcolorsdisappearedlittlebylittle,withemeraldandsapphireshadesvanishingfromoursurroundingsaltogether. Wewalkedwithsteadystepsthatrangontheseafloorwithastonishingintensity. Thetiniestsoundsweretransmittedwithaspeedtowhichtheearisunaccustomedonshore. Infact,waterisabetterconductorofsoundthanair,andunderthewavesnoisescarryfourtimesasfast. Justthentheseafloorbegantoslopesharplydownward.Thelighttookonauniformhue. Wereachedadepthof100meters,bywhichpointwewereundergoingapressureoftenatmospheres. ButmydivingclotheswerebuiltalongsuchlinesthatIneversufferedfromthispressure. Ifeltonlyacertaintightnessinthejointsofmyfingers,andeventhisdiscomfortsoondisappeared. Asfortheexhaustionboundtoaccompanyatwo–hourstrollinsuchunfamiliartrappings—itwasnil. Helpedbythewater,mymovementswereexecutedwithstartlingease. Arrivingatthis300–footdepth,Istilldetectedthesun'srays,butjustbarely. Theirintensebrilliancehadbeenfollowedbyareddishtwilight,amidpointbetweendayandnight. Butwecouldseewellenoughtofindourway,anditstillwasn'tnecessarytoactivatetheRuhmkorffdevice. JustthenCaptainNemostopped.HewaiteduntilIjoinedhim,thenhepointedafingeratsomedarkmassesoutlinedintheshadowsashortdistanceaway. "It'stheforestofCrespoIsland,"Ithought;andIwasnotmistaken.