"Now you get the advantage of this system, boys," the superintendent
was saying. "Here you are much safer and much more comfortable than if
you were out there on the bottom floundering around in diving armor.
You can just stand here at ease, breathing normally, with plenty of
fresh oxygen pouring down from above, and with no unfavorable symptoms
of any kind."
To impress this point, the superintendent switched on an air-cock to
emphasize the point that the _Nautilus_ was completely in touch with
the mother ship up at the other end of the hundred-foot access tube.
"Look here, boys!" Captain Austin, standing by one of the huge ports
that dotted the face of the _Nautilus_ on either side of the prow,
beckoned them to look out. Through the misty green of the water their
eyes could carry quite a distance with the aid of the bright sunlight
above. Certainly it was light enough so that in the event of any lost
ship being encountered it could be seen in plenty of time.
Through the floor of the _Nautilus_ the green of the sea showed all
around. The water raced along under the glass of the aquascope as the
_Nautilus_ was pushed steadily ahead. Virtually the whole floor of the
diving bell was framed in a trap that could be raised and lowered at
will; and, from their own knowledge of submarine affairs, the Brighton
boys knew that with the air pressure within the _Nautilus_ equal to
that of the water itself at a depth of one hundred feet, this flooring
could be rolled back, and still the water would not come into the
_Nautilus_!
"I know just what you are thinking about," laughed the superintendent,
as he caught a glimpse of Jay and Dick surveying the transparent
flooring of the _Nautilus_. "You are thinking what a wonderful thing it
is that we can open the bottom of a craft submerged one hundred feet
down, and yet no water pour in upon us. And it truly is a wonderful
thing. Just like the Lord opened the Red Sea and enabled the children
of Israel to get across and outwit their pursuers."
Larry Seymour, to whom the experience was all new, was losing no part
of the proceedings.
"But what if your air pump went on the bum about the time you opened up
that flooring?" he questioned.
"If the air pump failed, it would not affect the water, but would cut
off our breathing supply," answered the official.
"How long could we last down here?"
"Oh, two or three of us working alone could stand it for some hours
without any relief."
"Suppose some one opened the breech caps leading out into the access
tube while the aquascope was up?"
"Wow-wow! In would come Mr. Ocean, and I guess it would be all day for
the chaps who would be caught down here."
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