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Well Said, Old Mole! Canst Thou Work I’ the Ground So Fast?

           Itwasthereforenotdifficulttoknowexactlyourwhereabouts.Whenhetoldmethatwehadgonefiftyleagueshorizontally,Icouldnotrepressanexclamationofastonishment,atthethoughtthatwehadnowlongleftIcelandbehindus.

           "Whatisthematter?"hecried.

           "IwasreflectingthatifyourcalculationsarecorrectwearenolongerunderIceland."

           "Doyouthinkso?"

           "Iamnotmistaken,"Isaid,andexaminingthemap,Iadded,"WehavepassedCapePortland,andthosefiftyleaguesbringusunderthewideexpanseofocean."

           "Underthesea,"myunclerepeated,rubbinghishandswithdelight.

           "Canitbe?"Isaid."Istheoceanspreadaboveourheads?"

           "Ofcourse,Axel.Whatcanbemorenatural?AtNewcastlearetherenotcoalminesextendingfarunderthesea?"

           ItwasallverywellfortheProfessortocallthissosimple,butIcouldnotfeelquiteeasyatthethoughtthattheboundlessoceanwasrollingovermyhead.Andyetitreallymatteredverylittlewhetheritwastheplainsandmountainsthatcoveredourheads,ortheAtlanticwaves,aslongaswewerearchedoverbysolidgranite.And,besides,Iwasgettingusedtothisidea;forthetunnel,nowrunningstraight,nowwindingascapriciouslyinitsinclinesasinitsturnings,butconstantlypreservingitssouth-easterlydirection,andalwaysrunningdeeper,wasgraduallycarryingustoverygreatdepthsindeed.

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