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Chapter 7. A Whale of Unknown Species

           horizon,IsawafacewhichwasnotConseil’sandwhichIimmediatelyrecognised.

           "Ned!"Icried.

           "Thesame,sir,whoisseekinghisprize!"repliedtheCanadian.

           "Wereyouthrownintotheseabytheshocktothefrigate?"

           "Yes,Professor;butmorefortunatethanyou,Iwasabletofindafootingalmostdirectlyuponafloatingisland."

           "Anisland?"

           "Or,morecorrectlyspeaking,onourgiganticnarwhal."

           "Explainyourself,Ned!"

           "OnlyIsoonfoundoutwhymyharpoonhadnotentereditsskinandwasblunted."

           "Why,Ned,why?"

           "Because,Professor,thatbeastismadeofsheetiron."

           TheCanadian’slastwordsproducedasuddenrevolutioninmybrain.Iwriggledmyselfquicklytothetopofthebeing,orobject,halfoutofthewater,whichservedusforarefuge.Ikickedit.Itwasevidentlyahard,impenetrablebody,andnotthesoftsubstancethatformsthebodiesofthegreatmarinemammalia.Butthishardbodymightbeabonycovering,likethatoftheantediluviananimals;andIshouldbefreetoclassthismonsteramongamphibiousreptiles,suchastortoisesoralligators.

           Well,no!theblackishbackthatsupportedmewassmooth,polished,without

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