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  \"Butthatistheextremelimitallowedbyscienceforthethicknessoftheearth\'scrust,\"Ireplied,referringtomygeologicalstudies。

  \"Idonotcontravenethatassertion,\"washisquietanswer。

  \"Andatthisstageofourjourney,accordingtoallknownlawsontheincreaseofheat,thereshouldbehereatemperatureoffifteenhundreddegreesofReaumur。\"

  \"Thereshouldbe-yousay,myboy。\"

  \"Inwhichcasethisgranitewouldnotexist,butbeinastateoffusion。\"

  \"Butyouperceive,myboy,thatitisnotso,andthatfacts,asusual,areverystubbornthings,overrulingalltheories。\"

  \"Iamforcedtoyieldtotheevidenceofmysenses,butIamneverthelessverymuchsurprised。\"

  \"Whatheatdoesthethermometerreallyindicate?\"continuedthephilosopher。

  \"Twenty-sevensix-tenths。\"

  \"Sothatscienceiswrongbyfourteenhundredandseventy-fourdegreesandfour-tenths。Accordingtowhich,itisdemonstratedthattheproportionalincreaseintemperatureisanexplodederror。HumphryDavyhereshinesforthinallhisglory。Heisright,andIhaveactedwiselytobelievehim。Haveyouanyanswertomaketothisstatement?\"

  HadIchosentohavespoken,Imighthavesaidagreatdeal。IinnowayadmittedthetheoryofHumphryDavy-Istillheldoutforthetheoryofproportionalincreaseofheat,thoughIdidnotfeelit。

  Iwasfarmorewillingtoallowthatthischimneyofanextinctvolcanowascoveredbylavaofakindrefractorytoheat-infactabadconductor-whichdidnotallowthegreatincreaseoftemperaturetopercolatethroughitssides。Thehotwaterjetsupportedmyviewofthematter。

  Butwithoutenteringonalonganduselessdiscussion,orseekingfornewargumentstocontrovertmyuncle,Icontentedmyselfwithtakingupfactsastheywere。

  \"Well,sir,Itakeforgrantedthatallyourcalculationsarecorrect,butallowmetodrawfromthemarigorousanddefiniteconclusion。\"

  \"Goon,myboy-haveyoursay,\"criedmyunclegoodhumoredly。

  \"Attheplacewherewenoware,underthelatitudeofIceland,theterrestrialdepthisaboutfifteenhundredandeighty-threeleagues。\"

  \"Fifteenhundredeighty-threeandaquarter。\"

  \"Well,supposewesaysixteenhundredinroundnumbers。Now,outofavoyageofsixteenhundredleagueswehavecompletedsixteen。\"

  \"Asyousay,whatthen?\"

  \"Attheexpenseofadiagonaljourneyofnolessthaneighty-fiveleagues。\"

  \"Exactly。\"

  \"Wehavebeentwentydaysaboutit。\"

  \"Exactlytwentydays。\"

  \"Nowsixteenisthehundredthpartofourcontemplatedexpedition。

  Ifwegooninthiswayweshallbetwothousanddays,thatisaboutfiveyearsandahalf,goingdown。\"

  TheProfessorfoldedhisarms,listened,butdidnotspeak。

  \"Withoutcountingthatifaverticaldescentofsixteenleaguescostsusahorizontalofeighty-five,weshallhavetogoabouteightthousandleaguestothesoutheast,andwemustthereforecomeoutsomewhereinthecircumferencelongbeforewecanhopetoreachthecenter。\"

  \"Botheryourcalculations,\"criedmyuncleinoneofhisoldrages。\"Onwhatbasisdotheyrest?Howdoyouknowthatthispassagedoesnottakeusdirecttotheendwerequire?Moreover,I

  haveinmyfavor,fortunately,aprecedent。WhatIhaveundertakentodo,anotherhasdone,andhehavingsucceeded,whyshouldInotbeequallysuccessful?\"

  \"Ihope,indeed,youwill,butstill,IsupposeImaybeallowedto-\"

  \"Youareallowedtoholdyourtongue,\"criedProfessorHardwigg,\"whenyoutalksounreasonablyasthis。\"

  IsawatoncethattheolddoctorialProfessorwasstillaliveinmyuncle-andfearfultorousehisangrypassions,Idroppedtheunpleasantsubject。

  \"Now,then,\"heexplained,\"consultthemanometer。Whatdoesthatindicate?\"

  \"Aconsiderableamountofpressure。\"

  \"Verygood。Yousee,then,thatbydescendingslowly,andbygraduallyaccustomingourselvestothedensityofthisloweratmosphere,weshallnotsuffer。\"

  \"Well,Isupposenot,exceptitmaybeacertainamountofpainintheears,\"wasmyrathergrimreply。

  \"That,mydearboy,isnothing,andyouwilleasilygetridofthatsourceofdiscomfortbybringingtheexteriorairincommunicationwiththeaircontainedinyourlungs。\"

  \"Perfectly,\"saidI,forIhadquitemadeupmymindinnowisetocontradictmyuncle。\"IshouldfancyalmostthatIshouldexperienceacertainamountofsatisfactioninmakingaplungeintothisdenseatmosphere。Haveyoutakennoteofhowwonderfullysoundispropagated?\"

  \"OfcourseIhave。Therecanbenodoubtthatajourneyintotheinterioroftheearthwouldbeanexcellentcurefordeafness。\"

  \"Butthen,Uncle,\"Iventuredmildlytoobserve,\"thisdensitywillcontinuetoincrease。\"

  \"Yes-accordingtoalawwhich,however,isscarcelydefined。Itistruethattheintensityofweightwilldiminishjustinproportiontothedepthtowhichwego。Youknowverywellthatitisonthesurfaceoftheearththatitsactionismostpowerfullyfelt,whileonthecontrary,intheverycenteroftheearthbodiesceasetohaveanyweightatall。\"

  \"Iknowthatisthecase,butasweprogresswillnottheatmospherefinallyassumethedensityofwater?\"

  \"Iknowit;whenplacedunderthepressureofsevenhundredandtenatmospheres,\"criedmyunclewithimperturbablegravity。

  \"Andwhenwearestilllowerdown?\"Iaskedwithnaturalanxiety。

  \"Well,lowerdown,thedensitywillbecomeevengreater。\"

  \"Thenhowshallwebeabletomakeourwaythroughthisatmosphericfog?\"

  \"Well,myworthynephew,wemustballastourselvesbyfillingourpocketswithstones,\"saidProfessorHardwigg。

  \"Faith,Uncle,youhaveananswerforeverything,\"wasmyonlyreply。

  IbegantofeelthatitwasunwiseofmetogoanyfartherintothewidefieldofhypothesesforIshouldcertainlyhaverevivedsomedifficulty,orratherimpossibility,thatwouldhaveenragedtheProfessor。

  Itwasevident,nevertheless,thattheairunderapressurewhichmightbemultipliedbythousandsofatmospheres,wouldendbybecomingperfectlysolid,andthatthenadmittingourbodiesresistedthepressure,weshouldhavetostop,inspiteofallthereasoningsintheworld。Factsovercomeallarguments。

  ButIthoughtitbestnottourgethisargument。MyunclewouldsimplyhavequotedtheexampleofSaknussemm。SupposingthelearnedIcelander\'sjourneyeverreallytohavetakenplace-therewasonesimpleanswertobemade:

  Inthesixteenthcenturyneitherthebarometernorthemanometerhadbeeninvented-how,then,couldSaknussemmhavebeenabletodiscoverwhenhedidreachthecenteroftheearth?

  ThisunanswerableandlearnedobjectionI,however,kepttomyselfand,bracingupmycourage,awaitedthecourseofevents-littleawareofhowadventurousyetweretobetheincidentsofourremarkablejourney。

  Therestofthisdayofleisureandreposewasspentincalculationandconversation。ImadeitapointtoagreewiththeProfessorineverything;butIenviedtheperfectindifferenceofHans,who,withouttakinganysuchtroubleaboutthecauseandeffect,wentblindlyonwardswhereverdestinychosetoleadhim。

  CHAPTER23

  AloneITmustinalltruthbeconfessed,thingsasyethadgoneonwell,andIshouldhaveactedinbadtastetohavecomplained。Ifthetruemediumofourdifficultiesdidnotincrease,itwaswithintherangeofpossibilitythatwemightultimatelyreachtheendofourjourney。Thenwhatglorywouldbeours!IbeganinthenewlyarousedardorofmysoultospeakenthusiasticallytotheProfessor。Well,wasIserious?Thewholestateinwhichweexistedwasamystery-anditwasimpossibletoknowwhetherornotIwasinearnest。

  Forseveraldaysafterourmemorablehalt,theslopesbecamemorerapid-somewereevenofamostfrightfulcharacter-almostvertical,sothatwewereforevergoingdownintothesolidinteriormass。Duringsomedays,weactuallydescendedaleagueandahalf,eventwoleaguestowardsthecenteroftheearth。Thedescentsweresufficientlyperilous,andwhilewewereengagedinthemwelearnedfullytoappreciatethemarvelouscoolnessofourguide,Hans。Withouthimweshouldhavebeenwhollylost。ThegraveandimpassibleIcelanderdevotedhimselftouswiththemostincomprehensiblesang-froidandease;and,thankstohim,manyadangerouspasswasgotover,where,butforhim,weshouldinevitablyhavestuckfast。

  Hissilenceincreasedeveryday。Ithinkthatwebegantobeinfluencedbythispeculiartraitinhischaracter。Itiscertainthattheinanimateobjectsbywhichyouaresurroundedhaveadirectactiononthebrain。Itmustbethatamanwhoshutshimselfupbetweenfourwallsmustlosethefacultyofassociatingideasandwords。Howmanypersonscondemnedtothehorrorsofsolitaryconfinementhavegonemad-simplybecausethethinkingfacultieshavelaindormant!

  Duringthetwoweeksthatfollowedourlastinterestingconversation,thereoccurrednothingworthyofbeingespeciallyrecorded。

  Ihave,whilewritingthesememoirs,taxedmymemoryinvainforoneincidentoftravelduringthisparticularperiod。

  Butthenexteventtoberelatedisterribleindeed。Itsverymemory,evennow,makesmysoulshudder,andmybloodruncold。

  ItwasontheseventhofAugust。Ourconstantandsuccessivedescentshadtakenusquitethirtyleaguesintotheinterioroftheearth,thatistosaythattherewereaboveusthirtyleagues,nearlyahundredmiles,ofrocks,andoceans,andcontinents,andtowns,tosaynothingoflivinginhabitants。Wewereinasoutheasterlydirection,abouttwohundredleaguesfromIceland。

  Onthatmemorabledaythetunnelhadbeguntoassumeanalmosthorizontalcourse。

  Iwasonthisoccasionwalkingoninfront。MyunclehadchargeofoneoftheRuhmkorffcoils,Ihadpossessionoftheother。BymeansofitslightIwasbusyexaminingthedifferentlayersofgranite。I

  wascompletelyabsorbedinmywork。

  Suddenlyhaltingandturninground,IfoundthatIwasalone!

  \"Well,\"thoughtItomyself,\"Ihavecertainlybeenwalkingtoofast-orelseHansandmyunclehavestoppedtorest。ThebestthingI

  candoistogobackandfindthem。Luckily,thereisverylittleascenttotireme。\"

  Iaccordinglyretracedmystepsand,whiledoingso,walkedforatleastaquarterofanhour。Ratheruneasy,Ipausedandlookedeagerlyaround。Notalivingsoul。Icalledaloud。Noreply。Myvoicewaslostamidthemyriadcavernousechoesitaroused!

  Ibeganforthefirsttimetofeelseriouslyuneasy。Acoldshivershookmywholebody,andperspiration,chillandterrible,burstuponmyskin。

  \"Imustbecalm,\"Isaid,speakingaloud,asboyswhistletodriveawayfear。\"TherecanbenodoubtthatIshallfindmycompanions。

  Therecannotbetworoads。ItiscertainthatIwasconsiderablyahead;allIhavetodoistogoback。\"

  HavingcometothisdeterminationIascendedthetunnelforatleasthalfanhour,unabletodecideifIhadeverseencertainlandmarksbefore。EverynowandthenIpausedtodiscoverifanyloudappealwasmadetome,wellknowingthatinthatdenseandintensifiedatmosphereIshouldhearitalongwayoff。Butno。Themostextraordinarysilencereignedinthisimmensegallery。Onlytheechoesofmyownfootstepscouldbeheard。

  AtlastIstopped。Icouldscarcelyrealizethefactofmyisolation。IwasquitewillingtothinkthatIhadmadeamistake,butnotthatIwaslost。IfIhadmadeamistake,Imightfindmyway;

  iflost-Ishudderedtothinkofit。

  \"Come,come,\"saidItomyself,\"sincethereisonlyoneroad,andtheymustcomebyit,weshallatlastmeet。AllIhavetodoisstilltogoupwards。Perhaps,however,notseeingme,andforgettingIwasahead,theymayhavegonebackinsearchofme。Still,eveninthiscase,ifImakehaste,Ishallgetuptothem。Therecanbenodoubtaboutthematter。\"

  ButasIspoketheselastwordsaloud,itwouldhavebeenquitecleartoanylistener-hadtherebeenone-thatIwasbynomeansconvincedofthefact。Moreoverinordertoassociatetogetherthesesimpleideasandtoreunitethemundertheformofreasoning,requiredsometime。Icouldnotallatoncebringmybraintothink。

  Thenanotherdreaddoubtfelluponmysoul。Afterall,wasI

  ahead?OfcourseIwas。Hanswasnodoubtfollowingbehindprecededbymyuncle。Iperfectlyrecollectedhishavingstoppedforamomenttostraphisbaggageonhisshoulder。Inowrememberedthistriflingdetail。Itwas,Ibelieve,justatthatverymomentthatIhaddeterminedtocontinueMyroute。

  \"Again,\"thoughtI,reasoningascalmlyaswaspossible,\"thereisanothersuremeansofnotlosingmyway,athreadtoguidemethroughthelabyrinthinesubterraneousretreat-onewhichIhadforgotten-myfaithfulriver。\"

  Thiscourseofreasoningrousedmydroopingspirits,andI

  resolvedtoresumemyjourneywithoutfurtherdelay。Notimewastobelost。

  ItwasatthismomentthatIhadreasontoblessthethoughtfulnessofmyuncle,whenherefusedtoallowtheeiderhuntertoclosetheorificesofthehotspring-thatsmallfissureinthegreatmassofgranite。Thisbeneficentspringafterhavingsavedusfromthirstduringsomanydayswouldnowenablemetoregaintherightroad。

  Havingcometothismentaldecision,Imadeupmymind,beforeI

  startedupwards,thatablutionwouldcertainlydomeagreatdealofgood。

  IstoppedtoplungemyhandsandforeheadinthepleasantwateroftheHansbachstream,blessingitspresenceasacertainconsolation。

  Conceivemyhorrorandstupefaction!-Iwastreadingahard,dusty,shinglyroadofgranite。ThestreamonwhichIreckonedhadwhollydisappeared!

  CHAPTER24

  Lost!

  NOwordsinanyhumanlanguagecandepictmyutterdespair。Iwasliterallyburiedalive;withnootherexpectationbeforemebuttodieinalltheslowhorribletortureofhungerandthirst。

  MechanicallyIcrawledabout,feelingthedryandaridrock。NevertomyfancyhadIeverfeltanythingsodry。

  But,Ifranticallyaskedmyself,howhadIlostthecourseoftheflowingstream?TherecouldbenodoubtithadceasedtoflowinthegalleryinwhichInowwas。NowIbegantounderstandthecauseofthestrangesilencewhichprevailedwhenlastItriedifanyappealfrommycompanionsmightperchancereachmyear。

  ItsohappenedthatwhenIfirsttookanimprudentstepinthewrongdirection,Ididnotperceivetheabsenceoftheall-importantstream。

  Itwasnowquiteevidentthatwhenwehalted,anothertunnelmusthavereceivedthewatersofthelittletorrent,andthatIhadunconsciouslyenteredadifferentgallery。Towhatunknowndepthshadmycompanionsgone?WherewasI?

  Howtogetback!Clueorlandmarktherewasabsolutelynone!Myfeetleftnosignsonthegraniteandshingle。MybrainthrobbedwithagonyasItriedtodiscoverthesolutionofthisterribleproblem。Mysituation,afterallsophistryandreflection,hadfinallytobesummedupinthreeawfulwords-

  Lost!Lost!!LOST!!!

  Lostatadepthwhich,tomyfiniteunderstanding,appearedtobeimmeasurable。

  ThesethirtyleaguesofthecrustoftheearthweigheduponmyshouldersliketheglobeontheshouldersofAtlas。Ifeltmyselfcrushedbytheawfulweight。Itwasindeedapositiontodrivethesanestmantomadness!

  Itriedtobringmythoughtsbacktothethingsoftheworldsolongforgotten。ItwaswiththegreatestdifficultythatIsucceededindoingso。Hamburg,thehouseontheKonigstrasse,mydearcousinGretchen-allthatworldwhichhadbeforevanishedlikeashadowfloatedbeforemynowvividimagination。

  Theretheywerebeforeme,buthowunreal。UndertheinfluenceofaterriblehallucinationIsawalltheincidentsofourjourneypassbeforemelikethescenesofapanorama。Theshipanditsinmates,Iceland,M。Fridriksson,andthegreatsummitofMountSneffels!I

  saidtomyselfthat,ifinmypositionIretainedthemostfaintandshadowyoutlineofahope,itwouldbeasuresignofapproachingdelirium。Itwerebettertogivewaywhollytodespair!

  Infact,didIbutreasonwithcalmnessandphilosophy,whathumanpowerwasthereinexistenceabletotakemebacktothesurfaceoftheearth,andready,too,tosplitasunder,torendintwainthosehugeandmightyvaultswhichstandabovemyhead?Whocouldenablemetofindmyroad-andregainmycompanions?

  Insensatefollyandmadnesstoentertainevenashadowofhope!

  \"Oh,Uncle!\"wasmydespairingcry。

  Thiswastheonlywordofreproachwhichcametomylips;forI

  thoroughlyunderstoodhowdeeplyandsorrowfullytheworthyProfessorwouldregretmyloss,andhowinhisturnhewouldpatientlyseekforme。

  WhenIatlastbegantoresignmyselftothefactthatnofurtheraidwastobeexpectedfromman,andknowingthatIwasutterlypowerlesstodoanythingformyownsalvation,IkneeledwithearnestfervorandaskedassistancefromHeaven。Theremembranceofmyinnocentchildhood,thememoryofmymother,knownonlyinmyinfancy,camewellingforthfrommyheart。Ihadrecoursetoprayer。AndlittleasIhadarighttoberememberedbyHimwhomIhadforgotteninthehourofprosperity,andwhomIsotardilyinvoked,Iprayedearnestlyandsincerely。

  Thisrenewalofmyyouthfulfaithbroughtaboutamuchgreateramountofcalm,andIwasenabledtoconcentrateallmystrengthandintelligenceontheterriblerealitiesofmyunprecedentedsituation。

  IhadaboutmethatwhichIhadatfirstwhollyforgotten-threedays\'provisions。Moreover,mywaterbottlewasquitefull。

  Nevertheless,theonethingwhichitwasimpossibletodowastoremainalone。TrytofindmycompanionsImust,atanyprice。ButwhichcourseshouldItake?ShouldIgoupwards,oragaindescend?

  Doubtlessitwasrighttoretracemystepsinanupwarddirection。

  Bydoingthiswithcareandcoolness,ImustreachthepointwhereI

  hadturnedawayfromtheripplingstream。Imustfindthefatalbifurcationorfork。Onceatthisspot,oncetheriveratmyfeet,I

  could,atallevents,regaintheawfulcraterofMountSneffels。WhyhadInotthoughtofthisbefore?This,atlast,wasareasonablehopeofsafety。Themostimportantthing,then,tobedonewastodiscoverthebedoftheHansbach。

  Afteraslightmealandadraughtofwater,Iroselikeagiantrefreshed。Leaningheavilyonmypole,Ibegantheascentofthegallery。Theslopewasveryrapidandratherdifficult。ButIadvancedhopefullyandcarefully,likeamanwhoatlastismakinghiswayoutofaforest,andknowsthereisonlyoneroadtofollow。

  Duringonewholehournothinghappenedtocheckmyprogress。AsI

  advanced,Itriedtorecollecttheshapeofthetunnel-torecalltomymemorycertainprojectionsofrocks-topersuademyselfthatI

  hadfollowedcertainwindingroutesbefore。ButnooneparticularsigncouldIbringtomind,andIwassoonforcedtoallowthatthisgallerywouldnevertakemebacktothepointatwhichIhadseparatedmyselffrommycompanions。Itwasabsolutelywithoutissue-amereblindalleyintheearth。

  Themomentatlengthcamewhen,facingthesolidrock,Iknewmyfate,andfellinanimateonthearidfloor!

  TodescribethehorriblestateofdespairandfearintowhichIthenfellwouldnowbevainandimpossible。Mylasthope,thecouragewhichhadsustainedme,droopedbeforethesightofthispitilessgraniterock!

  Lostinavastlabyrinth,thesinuositiesofwhichspreadineverydirection,withoutguide,clueorcompass,Iknewitwasavainanduselesstasktoattemptflight。Allthatremainedtomewastoliedownanddie。Toliedownanddiethemostcruelandhorribleofdeaths!

  Inmystateofmind,theideacameintomyheadthatonedayperhaps,whenmyfossilboneswerefound,theirdiscoverysofarbelowtheleveloftheearthmightgiverisetosolemnandinterestingscientificdiscussions。

  Itriedtocryaloud,buthoarse,hollow,andinarticulatesoundsalonecouldmakethemselvesheardthroughmyparchedlips。Iliterallypantedforbreath。

  Inthemidstofallthesehorriblesourcesofanguishanddespair,anewhorrortookpossessionofmysoul。Mylamp,byfallingdown,hadgotoutoforder。Ihadnomeansofrepairingit。Itslightwasalreadybecomingpalerandpaler,andsoonwouldexpire。

  Withastrangesenseofresignationanddespair,Iwatchedtheluminouscurrentinthecoilgettinglessandless。Aprocessionofshadowsmovedflashingalongthegranitewall。Iscarcelydaredtolowermyeyelids,fearingtolosethelastsparkofthisfugitivelight。Everyinstantitseemedtomethatitwasabouttovanishandtoleavemeforever-inutterdarkness!

  Atlast,onefinaltremblingflameremainedinthelamp;I

  followeditwithallmypowerofvision;Igaspedforbreath;I

  concentrateduponitallthepowerofmysoul,asuponthelastscintillationoflightIwaseverdestinedtosee:andthenIwastobelostforeverinCimmerianandtenebrousshades。

  Awildandplaintivecryescapedmylips。Onearthduringthemostprofoundandcomparativelycompletedarkness,lightneverallowsacompletedestructionandextinctionofitspower。Lightissodiffuse,sosubtle,thatitpermeateseverywhere,andwhateverlittlemayremain,theretinaoftheeyewillsucceedinfindingit。Inthisplacenothing-theabsoluteobscuritymademeblindineverysense。

  Myheadwasnowwhollylost。Iraisedmyarms,tryingtheeffectsofthefeelingingettingagainstthecoldstonewall。Itwaspainfulintheextreme。Madnessmusthavetakenpossessionofme。IknewnotwhatIdid。Ibegantorun,tofly,rushingathaphazardinthisinextricablelabyrinth,alwaysgoingdownwards,runningwildlyunderneaththeterrestrialcrust,likeaninhabitantofthesubterraneanfurnaces,screaming,roaring,howling,untilbruisedbythepointedrocks,fallingandpickingmyselfupallcoveredwithblood,seekingmadlytodrinkthebloodwhichdrippedfrommytornfeatures,madbecausethisbloodonlytrickledovermyface,andwatchingalwaysforthishorridwallwhicheverpresentedtomethefearfulobstacleagainstwhichIcouldnotdashmyhead。

  WherewasIgoing?Itwasimpossibletosay。Iwasperfectlyignorantofthematter。

  Severalhourspassedinthisway。Afteralongtime,havingutterlyexhaustedmystrength,Ifellaheavyinertmassalongthesideofthetunnel,andlostconsciousness。

  CHAPTER25

  TheWhisperingGalleryWHENatlastIcamebacktoasenseoflifeandbeing,myfacewaswet,butwet,asIsoonknew,withtears。Howlongthisstateofinsensibilitylasted,itisquiteimpossibleformenowtosay。I

  hadnomeanslefttomeoftakinganyaccountoftime。Neversincethecreationoftheworldhadsuchasolitudeasmineexisted。Iwascompletelyabandoned。

  AftermyfallIlostmuchblood。Ifeltmyselffloodedwiththelife-givingliquid。Myfirstsensationwasperhapsanaturalone。

  WhywasInotdead?BecauseIwasalive,therewassomethinglefttodo。Itriedtomakeupmymindtothinknolonger。AsfarasIwasable,Idroveawayallideas,andutterlyovercomebypainandgrief,Icrouchedagainstthegranitewall。

  Ijustcommencedtofeelthefaintingcomingonagain,andthesensationthatthiswasthelaststrugglebeforecompleteannihilation-when,onasudden,aviolentuproarreachedmyears。

  Ithadsomeresemblancetotheprolongedrumblingvoiceofthunder,andIclearlydistinguishedsonorousvoices,lostoneaftertheother,inthedistantdepthsofthegulf。

  Whencecamethisnoise?Naturally,itwastobesupposedfromnewphenomenawhichweretakingplaceinthebosomofthesolidmassofMotherEarth!Theexplosionofsomegaseousvapors,orthefallofsomesolid,ofthegraniticorotherrock。

  AgainIlistenedwithdeepattention。Iwasextremelyanxioustohearifthisstrangeandinexplicablesoundwaslikelytoberenewed!Awholequarterofanhourelapsedinpainfulexpectation。

  Deepandsolemnsilencereignedinthetunnel。SostillthatIcouldhearthebeatingsofmyownheart!Iwaited,waitedwithastrangekindofhopefulness。

  Suddenlymyear,whichleanedaccidentallyagainstthewall,appearedtocatch,asitwere,thefaintestechoofasound。IthoughtthatIheardvague,incoherentanddistantvoices。Iquiveredalloverwithexcitementandhope!

  \"Itmustbehallucination,\"Icried。\"Itcannotbe!itisnottrue!\"

  Butno!Bylisteningmoreattentively,IreallydidconvincemyselfthatwhatIheardwastrulythesoundofhumanvoices。Tomakeanymeaningoutofthesound,however,wasbeyondmypower。Iwastooweakeventoheardistinctly。Stillitwasapositivefactthatsomeonewasspeaking。OfthatIwasquitecertain。

  Therewasamomentoffear。Adreadfelluponmysoulthatitmightbemyownwordsbroughtbacktomebyadistantecho。Perhapswithoutknowingit,Imighthavebeencryingaloud。Iresolutelyclosedmylips,andoncemoreplacedmyeartothehugegranitewall。

  Yes,forcertain。Itwasintruththesoundofhumanvoices。

  Inowbytheexerciseofgreatdeterminationdraggedmyselfalongthesidesofthecavern,untilIreachedapointwhereIcouldhearmoredistinctly。ButthoughIcoulddetectthesound,Icouldonlymakeoutuncertain,strange,andincomprehensiblewords。Theyreachedmyearasiftheyhadbeenspokeninalowtone-murmured,asitwere,afaroff。

  Atlast,Imadeoutthewordforloradrepeatedseveraltimesinatonebetokeninggreatmentalanguishandsorrow。

  Whatcouldthiswordmean,andwhowasspeakingit?ItmustbeeithermyuncleortheguideHans!If,therefore,Icouldhearthem,theymustsurelybeabletohearme。

  \"Help,\"Icriedatthetopofmyvoice;\"help,Iamdying!\"

  Ithenlistenedwithscarcelyabreath;Ipantedfortheslightestsoundinthedarkness-acry,asigh,aquestion!Butsilencereignedsupreme。Noanswercame!Inthiswaysomeminutespassed。A

  wholefloodofideasflashedthroughmymind。Ibegantofearthatmyvoice,weakenedbysicknessandsuffering,couldnotreachmycompanionswhowereinsearchofme。

  \"Itmustbethey,\"Icried;\"whoelsecouldbyanypossibilitybeburiedahundredmilesbelowtheleveloftheearth?\"Themeresuppositionwaspreposterous。

  Ibegan,therefore,tolistenagainwiththemostbreathlessattention。AsImovedmyearsalongthesideoftheplaceIwasin,Ifoundamathematicalpointasitwere,wherethevoicesappearedtoattaintheirmaximumofintensity。Thewordforloradagaindistinctlyreachedmyear。Thencameagainthatrollingnoiselikethunderwhichhadawakenedmeoutoftorpor。

  \"Ibegintounderstand,\"Isaidtomyselfaftersomelittletimedevotedtoreflection;\"itisnotthroughthesolidmassthatthesoundreachesmyears。Thewallsofmycavernousretreatareofsolidgranite,andthemostfearfulexplosionwouldnotmakeuproarenoughtopenetratethem。Thesoundmustcomealongthegalleryitself。TheplaceIwasinmustpossesssomepeculiaracousticpropertiesofitsown。\"

  AgainIlistened;andthistime-yes,thistime-Iheardmynamedistinctlypronounced:castasitwereintospace。

  Itwasmyuncle,theProfessor,whowasspeaking。Hewasinconversationwiththeguide,andthewordwhichhadsooftenreachedmyears,forlorad,wasaDanishexpression。

  ThenIunderstooditall。Inordertomakemyselfheard,Itoomustspeakasitwerealongthesideofthegallery,whichwouldcarrythesoundofmyvoicejustasthewirecarriestheelectricfluidfrompointtopoint。

  Buttherewasnotimetolose。Ifmycompanionswereonlytoremoveafewfeetfromwheretheystood,theacousticeffectwouldbeover,myWhisperingGallerywouldbedestroyed。Iagainthereforecrawledtowardsthewall,andsaidasclearlyanddistinctlyasI

  could:

  \"UncleHardwigg。\"

  Ithenawaitedareply。

  Sounddoesnotpossessthepropertyoftravelingwithsuchextremerapidity。Besidesthedensityoftheairatthatdepthfromlightandmotionwasveryfarfromaddingtotherapidityofcirculation。

  Severalsecondselapsed,whichtomyexcitedimagination,appearedages;andthesewordsreachedmyeagerears,andmovedmywildlybeatingheart:

  \"Harry,myboy,isthatyou?\"

  Ashortdelaybetweenquestionandanswer。

  \"Yes-yes。\"

  \"Whereareyou?\"

  \"Lost!\"

  \"Andyourlamp?\"

  \"Out。\"

  \"Buttheguidingstream?\"

  \"Islost!\"

  \"Keepyourcourage,Harry。Wewilldoourbest。\"

  \"Onemoment,myuncle,\"Icried;\"Ihavenolongerstrengthtoansweryourquestions。But-forheaven\'ssake-doyou-continue-tospeak-tome!\"Absolutesilence,Ifelt,wouldbeannihilation。

  \"Keepupyourcourage,\"saidmyuncle。\"Asyouaresoweak,donotspeak。Wehavebeensearchingforyouinalldirections,bothbygoingupwardsanddownwardsinthegallery。Mydearboy,Ihadbeguntogiveoverallhope-andyoucanneverknowwhatbittertearsofsorrowandregretIhaveshed。Atlast,supposingyoutobestillontheroadbesidetheHansbach,weagaindescended,firingoffgunsassignals。

  Now,however,thatwehavefoundyou,andthatourvoicesreacheachother,itmaybealongtimebeforeweactuallymeet。Weareconversingbymeansofsomeextraordinaryacousticarrangementofthelabyrinth。Butdonotdespair,mydearboy。Itissomethinggainedeventoheareachother。\"

  Whilehewasspeaking,mybrainwasatworkreflecting。Acertainundefinedhope,vagueandshapelessasyet,mademyheartbeatwildly。

  Inthefirstplace,itwasabsolutelynecessaryformetoknowonething。Ioncemore,therefore,leanedmyheadagainstthewall,whichIalmosttouchedwithmylips,andagainspoke。

  \"Uncle。\"

  \"Myboy?\"washisanswerafterafewmoments。

  \"Itisoftheutmostconsequencethatweshouldknowhowfarweareasunder。\"

  \"Thatisnotdifficult。\"

  \"Youhaveyourchronometerathand?\"Iasked。

  \"Certainly。\"

  \"Well,takeitintoyourhand。Pronouncemyname,notingexactlythesecondatwhichyouspeak。IwillreplyassoonasIhearyourwords-andyouwillthennoteexactlythemomentatwhichmyreplyreachesyou。\"

  \"Verygood;andthemeantimebetweenmyquestionandyouranswerwillbethetimeoccupiedbymyvoiceinreachingyou。\"

  \"ThatisexactlywhatImean,Uncle,\"wasmyeagerreply。

  \"Areyouready?\"

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