A Journey to the Centre of the Earth

CHAPTER 41 HUNGER Hunger, prolonged, is temporary madness! The brain is at work without its required food, a ...

My mind was made up. I would reach the summit of that tower, or perish in the attempt. I went near ...

sensation of drowsiness. I slept, and awoke in darkness, ravenously hungry. Night had come, and still I coul ...

They were now at work at the wall. I could hear a pickax. Wishing to escape all danger from this t ...

An hour passed away, and except that there was a slight increase in the temperature no incident ...

"Eat what remains of the food we have in our hands; let us swallow the last crumb. It will bel Heaven wil ...

It took some minutes for myself and my uncle to form a decided opinion on the subject. The worthy Professor ...

CHAPTER 42 THE VOLCANIC SHAFT Man's constitution is so peculiar that his health is purely a negative ma ...

preoccupation in that terrible hour. "Eruptive granite," he said to himself, "we are still in the primit ...

Something very like the truth had probably struck his imagination. But I could take no share in either ...

fearful intensity. I could only compare them with the noise made by hundreds of heavily laden chariots ...

The most fortunate thing! Had my uncle really and truly gone mad? What did he mean by these awful ...

what mountain was it, and on what part of the world we should be shot out. As if it were of any c ...

"Look, Uncle, look!" I cried. "Well, what you see are the great sulphurous flames. Nothing more common in connec ...

"I hope not." Without making any reply, I rose. I tried to look around me. Perhaps the raft, checked by som ...

During the sudden halts we were nearly stifled; during the moments of projection the hot air took ...

CHAPTER 43 DAYLIGHT AT LAST When I opened my eyes I felt the hand of the guide clutching me firmly ...

to be prodigal to us of light and warmth—a light and warmth we could easily have dispensed with. When ...

and near which the boats and vessels of peculiar build were floating upon azure waves. Beyond, groups of ...

"But the compass!" exclaimed my uncle; "explain that to me!" "Yes—the compass," I said with conside ...