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Sunny Lands in the Blue Mediterranean

           Whentheeyepassedbeyondthesegreensurroundingsitrestedonawide,blueexpanseofseaorlake,whichappearedtoenclosethisenchantingisland,withinacompassofonlyafewleagues.Eastwardlayaprettylittlewhiteseaporttownorvillage,withafewhousesscatteredaroundit,andintheharbourofwhichafewvesselsofpeculiarrigweregentlyswayedbythesoftlyswellingwaves.Beyondit,groupsofisletsrosefromthesmooth,bluewaters,butinsuchnumbersthattheyseemedtodotthesealikeashoal.Tothewestdistantcoastslinedthedimhorizon,onsomerosebluemountainsofsmooth,undulatingforms;onamoredistantcoastaroseaprodigiousconecrownedonitssummitwithasnowyplumeofwhitecloud.Tothenorthwardlayspreadavastsheetofwater,sparklinganddancingunderthehot,brightrays,theuniformitybrokenhereandtherebythetopmastofagallantshipappearingabovethehorizon,oraswellingsailmovingslowlybeforethewind.

           Thisunforeseenspectaclewasmostcharmingtoeyeslongusedtoundergrounddarkness.

           "Wherearewe?Wherearewe?"Iaskedfaintly.

           Hansclosedhiseyeswithlazyindifference.Whatdiditmattertohim?Myunclelookedroundwithdumbsurprise.

           "Well,whatevermountainthismaybe,"hesaidatlast,"itisveryhothere.Theexplosionsaregoingonstill,andIdon’tthinkitwouldlookwelltohavecomeoutbyaneruption,andthentogetourheadsbrokenbybitsoffallingrock.Letusgetdown.Thenweshallknowbetterwhatweareabout.Besides,Iamstarving,andparchingwiththirst."

           DecidedlytheProfessorwasnotgiventocontemplation.Formypart,Icouldforanotherhourortwohaveforgottenmyhungerandmyfatiguetoenjoythelovelyscenebeforeme;butIhadtofollowmycompanions.

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