“It seems to me like a sort of a congregational suicide, Mr. Clewe,”
said she. “And it can't even be said that all the members are doin' it
of their own accord, for I am not. If Sammy did not go, I would not, but
if he does, I do, and there's the end of that; and I suppose it won't
be very much longer before there's the end of all of us. I hope you will
tell Mrs. Raleigh that I sent my best love to her with my last words;
for even if I was to see her again, it would seem to me like beginning
all over again, and this would be the end of this part of my life all
the same. What I hope and pray for is that none of the party may die of
any kind of a disease before the rest all go to their end together; for
remains on board an under-water vessel is somethin' which mighty few
nerves would be able to stand.”
When all farewells had been said, Mr. Clewe went on board the Go
Lightly, on the deck of which were her officers and men and the few
inhabitants of the station, and then the plate-glass hatchways of the
Dipsey were tightly closed, and she began to sink, until she entirely
disappeared below the surface of the water, leaving above her a little
floating glass globe, connected with her by an electric wire.
As the Dipsey went under the sea, this little globe followed her on the
surface, and the Go Lightly immediately began to move after her. This
arrangement had been made, as Clewe wished to follow the Dipsey for a
time, in order to see if everything was working properly with her. She
kept on a straight course, flashing a light into the little globe
every now and then; and finally, after meeting some floating ice, she
shattered the globe with an explosion, which was the signal agreed upon
to show that all was well, and that the Dipsey had started off alone on
the submarine voyage to the pole.
Roland Clewe gazed out over the wide stretch of dark-green waves and
glistening crests, where nothing could be seen which indicated life
except a distant, wearily-flapping sea bird, and then, turning his back
upon the pole, he made preparations for his return voyage to New York,
at which port he might expect to receive direct news from Sammy Block
and his companions.
CHAPTER V. UNDER WATER
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