A Journey to the Interior of the Earth
I therefore awoke next day relieved from the preoccupation of an immediate start.
Although we were in the very deepest of known depths, there was something not
unpleasant about it. And, besides, we were beginning to get accustomed to this troglodyte
[l] life. I no longer thought of sun, moon, and stars, trees, houses, and towns, nor of any
of those terrestrial superfluities which are necessaries of men who live upon the earth's
surface. Being fossils, we looked upon all those things as mere jokes.
The grotto was an immense apartment. Along its granite floor ran our faithful stream. At
this distance from its spring the water was scarcely tepid, and we drank of it with
After breakfast the Professor gave a few hours to the arrangement of his daily notes.
"First," said he, "I will make a calculation to ascertain our exact position. I hope, after our
return, to draw a map of our journey, which will be in reality a vertical section of the
globe, containing the track of our expedition."
"That will be curious, uncle; but are your observations sufficiently accurate to enable you
to do this correctly?"
"Yes; I have everywhere observed the angles and the inclines. I am sure there is no error.
Let us see where we are now. Take your compass, and note the direction."
I looked, and replied carefully:
 tpwgln, a hole; dnw, to creep into. The name of an Ethiopian tribe who lived in caves
and holes. ??????, a hole, and ???, to creep into.
"South-east by east."
"Well," answered the Professor, after a rapid calculation, "I infer that we have gone
eighty-five leagues since we started.!
"Therefore we are under mid-Atlantic?"
"To be sure we are."
"And perhaps at this very moment there is a storm above, and ships over our heads are
being rudely tossed by the tempest."
"And whales are lashing the roof of our prison with their tails?"