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Chapter 21. Captain Nemo's Thunderbolt.

We looked at the edge of the forest without rising my hand stopping in the action of putting it to my mouth and that lands completing its office.

Stones do not fall from the sky or marked con say or they would merit the name area lights.

A second stone carefully aimed that made a savory pigeons like fall from con say's hand gave stone more weight to his observation. We all three arrows, shouldered our guns and were ready to apply to any attack.

To the boat I said hurrying to the sea. It was indeed necessary to beat a retreat for about 20 men armed with bows and slings appeared on the skirts of a cops that masked the horizon to the right hardly hundred steps from us.

Our boat was more about 60 feet from us. The men approached us not running but making hostile demonstrations stones and arrows fell thickly.

Nedland had not wished to leave his provisions and in spite of his imminent danger his pig on one side and kangaroos on the other he went tolerably fast.

In two minutes we were on the shore to load the boat with provisions and arms to push it out to sea and ship the ores was the work of an instant.

We had not gone two cable lengths when a hundred men entered the water up to their wastes. I watched to see if their apparition would attract some men from the nautilus onto the platform.

But now the enormous machine lying off was absolutely deserted.

Twenty minutes later we were on board the panels were open. After making the boat fast we entered the interior of the nautilus. I descended to the drawing room from once I heard some cords.

Captain Nemo was there bending over his organ and plunged in a musical ecstasy.

Captain, he did not hear me. Captain, I said touching his hand. He shuttered and turning round said, ah it is you, Professor. Well have you had a good hunt? Have you bought an eye successfully?

Yes, Captain, but we have unfortunately brought a troop of men whose vicinity troubles me.

Men, he echoed ironically. So you are a astonished Professor at having set foot on a strange land and finding men.

But Captain, how many of you counted? A hundred at least.

Most your air and axe replied Captain Nemo placing his fingers on the organ stops. When all the men of Papua are assembled on this shore the nautilus will have nothing to fear from their attacks.

The captains' fingers were then running over the keys of the instrument and I remarked that he touched only the black keys which gave his melodies an essentially scotch character.

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