WewalkedwithNemo’smentoournewbedrooms.ThenIhadsomefoodwiththecaptain. ‘Ourfoodcomesfromthesea,’hesaid,‘andweeatverywell.Ourshirts,ourshoes,ourbeds,ourpens—wemakeallofthemfromseaanimals,too.Ilovethesea!It’souronlyfriend.Peoplecan’tmakeproblemsforushere. ‘Butyoudon’twanttolistentomeallday.Comeandseemysubmarine.’ Wewentintoaroomwiththousandsofbooks.‘Ioftenreadyourbookaboutseaanimals,MrAronnax,’thecaptainsaid.‘Youwriteverywell.ButyourtimeontheNautilusisgoingtoteachyoualotofnewthings.Asubmarineisagoodhomeforascientist.’ IvisitedeveryroomontheNautilus,thefirstandonlysubmarineintheseas.CaptainNemowasitsbuilder,andhetalkedabouthisanswerstotheproblemsofanunderwaterboat.Hewasacleverscientistandaveryinterestingman. Later,NedandConseilaskedmeaboutCaptainNemo.Whowashe?Wheredidhecomefrom?Whydidhestayawayfrompeopleandliveunderwater?ButIdidn’tknowtheanswerstotheirquestions. Then,suddenly,theNautilus’ssealightscameonandwestoppedthinkingaboutthecaptain.Thesealookedverybeautiful,withfishofeverycolour,bigandsmall.Wedidn’ttakeoureyesfromtheseaallnight.CaptainNemowasright:asubmarinewasagoodhomeforascientist. Theweeksafterthatwerequietbutinteresting.Thesubmarineusuallystayedaboutahundredmetresunderwater.Buteverymorningwewentupforair,andmyfriendsandIlookedacrossthebluewatersofthePacific. Wedidn’toftenseeCaptainNemo.ButConseilandIlookedathisbooks,andatthefishinthesea.OnlyNedwasunhappy.Hewasn’tascientistandhedidn’tlikereading.Andhedidn’tlikeeatingfisheveryday. OnedayCaptainNemosaid,‘TherearealotofanimalsintheTreesofCrespo.Theymakegoodfood.Doyouwanttolookforsomewithme?’ ‘Trees?’Iasked.‘Arewenearthecoast?’ ‘They’reunderwatertrees,’heanswered. Neddidn’twanttocome.ButConseilandIdressedindivingsuitsandwalkedontheseafloorwiththecaptainandhismen.Itwasn’tdifficult. Onaboat,divingsuitsareheavy,buttheyarelightinthewater.Therewasonlyoneproblem:IwantedtotalkaboutthetalltreesandbeautifulfishwithConseil,butyoucan’thearpeopleinadivingsuit. CaptainNemoandhismenkilledsomebiganimals,andwewentbacktotheNautiluswithalotofgoodfood.