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The Rescue in the Whispering Gallery

           Itwasmyuncle’sownvoice!Hewastalkingtotheguide.And‘forlorad‘isaDanishword.

           ThenIunderstooditall.Tomakemyselfheard,Imustspeakalongthiswall,whichwouldconductthesoundofmyvoicejustaswireconductselectricity.

           Buttherewasnotimetolose.Ifmycompanionsmovedbutafewstepsaway,theacousticphenomenonwouldcease.Ithereforeapproachedthewall,andpronouncedthesewordsasclearlyaspossible:

           "UncleLiedenbrock!"

           Iwaitedwiththedeepestanxiety.Sounddoesnottravelwithgreatvelocity.Evenincreaseddensityairhasnoeffectuponitsrateoftravelling;itmerelyaugmentsitsintensity.Seconds,whichseemedages,passedaway,andatlastthesewordsreachedme:

           "Axel!Axel!isityou?"

           ....

           "Yes,yes,"Ireplied.

           ....

           "Myboy,whereareyou?"

           ....

           "Lost,inthedeepestdarkness."

           ....

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