journey to the center of the earth by jules verne

Guided by an instinct peculiar to mountaineers he had as it were felt this torrent through the rock but he had certainly seen none of the precious liquid he had drunk nothing himself. Then it became clear that the hunter had gone no farther. Yet another half hour, another half league was passed. Frequently I touched the wall, hoping to feel some indications of moisture: But there was no hope here. The torrent, after having for some time flowed over our heads, was now running within the left wall, roaring and rushing. This murmuring of waters close at hand was already refreshing me.

We hurried forward in the greatest excitement. 'There can be no doubt a subterranean river is flowing around us.' 'What you hear is the rushing of a torrent.' During the first part of our walk, not meeting with the promised spring, I felt my agony returning but then my uncle acquainted me with the cause of the strange noise. Then I began to hear distinctly quite a new sound of something running within the thickness of the granite wall, a kind of dull, dead rumbling, like distant thunder. In an hour we had gone a mile and a quarter, and descended two thousand feet. The preparations for our departure were not long in making, and we were soon on our way down a passage inclining two feet in seven. I seized the hunter's hands, and pressed them while he looked on me without moving a muscle of his countenance. 'Where? Down below!' I understood it all. 'Water! water!' I cried, clapping my hands and gesticulating like a madman. I did not know a word of Danish, yet instinctively I understood the word he had uttered.

No doubt under the inspiration of intense pain everybody becomes endowed with the gift of divers tongues. He drew close to my uncle, laid his hand upon his shoulder, and gently woke him. A flickering light was beginning to glimmer on the wall of our darksome prison then it came out full at the mouth of the gallery. I thought madness was coming on!īut at last a noise of footsteps was heard in the dark abyss. The absurdest notions ran in utter confusion through my mind. You should visit Browse Happy and update your internet browser today!įor a whole hour I was trying to work out in my delirious brain the reasons which might have influenced this seemingly tranquil huntsman. The embedded audio player requires a modern internet browser.

Journey to the center of the earth by jules verne