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Chapter 14. The South Pole

           Fromthencewelookeduponavastseawhich,towardsthenorth,distinctlytraceditsboundarylineuponthesky.Atourfeetlayfieldsofdazzlingwhiteness.Overourheadsapaleazure,freefromfog.Tothenorththediscofthesunseemedlikeaballoffire,alreadyhornedbythecuttingofthehorizon.Fromthebosomofthewaterrosesheavesofliquidjetsbyhundreds.InthedistancelaytheNautiluslikeacetaceanasleeponthewater.Behindus,tothesouthandeast,animmensecountryandachaoticheapofrocksandice,thelimitsofwhichwerenotvisible.OnarrivingatthesummitCaptainNemocarefullytookthemeanheightofthebarometer,forhewouldhavetoconsiderthatintakinghisobservations.Ataquartertotwelvethesun,thenseenonlybyrefraction,lookedlikeagoldendiscsheddingitslastraysuponthisdesertedcontinentandseaswhichnevermanhadyetploughed.CaptainNemo,furnishedwithalenticularglasswhich,bymeansofamirror,correctedtherefraction,watchedtheorbsinkingbelowthehorizonbydegrees,followingalengtheneddiagonal.Iheldthechronometer.Myheartbeatfast.Ifthedisappearanceofthehalf-discofthesuncoincidedwithtwelveo’clockonthechronometer,wewereatthepoleitself.

           "Twelve!"Iexclaimed.

           "TheSouthPole!"repliedCaptainNemo,inagravevoice,handingmetheglass,whichshowedtheorbcutinexactlyequalpartsbythehorizon.

           Ilookedatthelastrayscrowningthepeak,andtheshadowsmountingbydegreesupitsslopes.AtthatmomentCaptainNemo,restingwithhishandonmyshoulder,said:

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