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1At this moment there opened before us a large grotto dug in a picturesque heap of rocks and carpeted with all the thick
2warp of the submarine flora. At first it seemed very dark to me. The solar rays seemed to be extinguished by successive
3gradations, until its vague transparency became nothing more than drowned light. Captain Nemo entered; we followed. My
4eyes soon accustomed themselves to this relative state of darkness. I could distinguish the arches springing
5capriciously from natural pillars, standing broad upon their granite base, like the heavy columns of Tuscan
6architecture. Why had our incomprehensible guide led us to the bottom of this submarine crypt? I was soon to know. After
7descending a rather sharp declivity, our feet trod the bottom of a kind of circular pit. There Captain Nemo stopped, and
8with his hand indicated an object I had not yet perceived. It was an oyster of extraordinary dimensions, a gigantic
9tridacne, a goblet which could have contained a whole lake of holy-water, a basin the breadth of which was more than two
10yards and a half, and consequently larger than that ornamenting the saloon of the Nautilus. I approached this
11extraordinary mollusc. It adhered by its filaments to a table of granite, and there, isolated, it developed itself in
12the calm waters of the grotto. I estimated the weight of this tridacne at 600 lbs. Such an oyster would contain 30 lbs.
13of meat; and one must have the stomach of a Gargantua to demolish some dozens of them. Captain Nemo was evidently
14acquainted with the existence of this bivalve, and seemed to have a particular motive in verifying the actual state of
15this tridacne. The shells were a little open; the Captain came near and put his dagger between to prevent them from
16closing; then with his hand he raised the membrane with its fringed edges, which formed a cloak for the creature. There,
17between the folded plaits, I saw a loose pearl, whose size equalled that of a coco-nut. Its globular shape, perfect
18clearness, and admirable lustre made it altogether a jewel of inestimable value. Carried away by my curiosity, I
19stretched out my hand to seize it, weigh it, and touch it; but the Captain stopped me, made a sign of refusal, and
20quickly withdrew his dagger, and the two shells closed suddenly. I then understood Captain Nemo's intention. In leaving
21this pearl hidden in the mantle of the tridacne he was allowing it to grow slowly. Each year the secretions of the
22mollusc would add new concentric circles. I estimated its value at £500,000 at least. After ten minutes Captain Nemo
23stopped suddenly. I thought he had halted previously to returning. No; by a gesture he bade us crouch beside him in a
24deep fracture of the rock, his hand pointed to one part of the liquid mass, which I watched attentively. About five
25yards from me a shadow appeared, and sank to the ground. The disquieting idea of sharks shot through my mind, but I was
26mistaken; and once again it was not a monster of the ocean that we had anything to do with. It was a man, a living man,
27an Indian, a fisherman, a poor devil who, I suppose, had come to glean before the harvest. I could see the bottom of his
28canoe anchored some feet above his head. He dived and went up successively. A stone held between his feet, cut in the
29shape of a sugar loaf, whilst a rope fastened him to his boat, helped him to descend more rapidly. This was all his
30apparatus. Reaching the bottom, about five yards deep, he went on his knees and filled his bag with oysters picked up at
31random. Then he went up, emptied it, pulled up his stone, and began the operation once more, which lasted thirty
32seconds. The diver did not see us. The shadow of the rock hid us from sight. And how should this poor Indian ever dream
33that men, beings like himself, should be there under the water watching his movements and losing no detail of the
34fishing? Several times he went up in this way, and dived again. He did not carry away more than ten at each plunge, for
35he was obliged to pull them from the bank to which they adhered by means of their strong byssus. And how many of those
36oysters for which he risked his life had no pearl in them! I watched him closely; his manœuvres were regular; and for
37the space of half an hour no danger appeared to threaten him. I was beginning to accustom myself to the sight of this
38interesting fishing, when suddenly, as the Indian was on the ground, I saw him make a gesture of terror, rise, and make
39a spring to return to the surface of the sea. I understood his dread. A gigantic shadow appeared just above the
40unfortunate diver. It was a shark of enormous size advancing diagonally, his eyes on fire, and his jaws open. I was mute
41with horror and unable to move. The voracious creature shot towards the Indian, who threw himself on one side to avoid
42the shark's fins; but not its tail, for it struck his chest and stretched him on the ground. This scene lasted but a few
43seconds: the shark returned, and, turning on his back, prepared himself for cutting the Indian in two, when I saw
44Captain Nemo rise suddenly, and then, dagger in hand, walk straight to the monster, ready to fight face to face with
45him. The very moment the shark was going to snap the unhappy fisherman in two, he perceived his new adversary, and,
46turning over, made straight towards him. I can still see Captain Nemo's position. Holding himself well together, he
47waited for the shark with admirable coolness; and, when it rushed at him, threw himself on one side with wonderful
48quickness, avoiding the shock, and burying his dagger deep into its side. But it was not all over. A terrible combat
49ensued. [Illustration] A terrible combat began The shark had seemed to roar, if I might say so. The blood rushed in
50torrents from its wound. The sea was dyed red, and through the opaque liquid I could distinguish nothing more. Nothing
51more until the moment when, like lightning, I saw the undaunted Captain hanging on to one of the creature's fins,
52struggling, as it were, hand to hand with the monster, and dealing successive blows at his enemy, yet still unable to
53give a decisive one. The shark's struggles agitated the water with such fury that the rocking threatened to upset me. I
54wanted to go to the Captain's assistance, but, nailed to the spot with horror, I could not stir. I saw the haggard eye;
55I saw the different phases of the fight. The Captain fell to the earth, upset by the enormous mass which leant upon him.
56The shark's jaws opened wide, like a pair of factory shears, and it would have been all over with the Captain; but,
57quick as thought, harpoon in hand, Ned Land rushed towards the shark and struck it with its sharp point. The waves were
58impregnated with a mass of blood. They rocked under the shark's movements, which beat them with indescribable fury. Ned
59Land had not missed his aim. It was the monster's death-rattle. Struck to the heart, it struggled in dreadful
60convulsions, the shock of which overthrew Conseil. But Ned Land had disentangled the Captain, who, getting up without
61any wound, went straight to the Indian, quickly cut the cord which held him to his stone, took him in his arms, and,
62with a sharp blow of his heel, mounted to the surface. We all three followed in a few seconds, saved by a miracle, and
63reached the fisherman's boat. Captain Nemo's first care was to recall the unfortunate man to life again. I did not think
64he could succeed. I hoped so, for the poor creature's immersion was not long; but the blow from the shark's tail might
65have been his death-blow. Happily, with the Captain's and Conseil's sharp friction, I saw consciousness return by
66degrees. He opened his eyes. What was his surprise, his terror even, at seeing four great copper heads leaning over him!
67And, above all, what must he have thought when Captain Nemo, drawing from the pocket of his dress a bag of pearls,
68placed it in his hand! This munificent charity from the man of the waters to the poor Cingalese was accepted with a
69trembling hand. His wondering eyes showed that he knew not to what super-human beings he owed both fortune and life. At
70a sign from the Captain we regained the bank, and, following the road already traversed, came in about half an hour to
71the anchor which held the canoe of the Nautilus to the earth.
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