Chapter 23
ConclusionTHUS ends the voyage under the seas. What passed during that
night — how the boat escaped from the eddies of the maelstrom — how
Ned Land, Conseil, and myself ever came out of the gulf, I cannot
tell.
But when I returned to consciousness, I was lying in a
fisherman's hut, on the Loffoden Isles. My two companions, safe and
sound, were near me holding my hands. We embraced each other
heartily.
At that moment we could not think of returning to France. The
means of communication between the north of Norway and the south
are rare. And I am therefore obliged to wait for the steamboat
running monthly from Cape North.
And, among the worthy people who have so kindly received us, I
revise my record of these adventures once more. Not a fact has been
omitted, not a
