Chapter 16
Strolling the PlainsTHIS CELL, properly speaking, was the Nautilus's arsenal and
wardrobe. Hanging from its walls, a dozen diving outfits were
waiting for anybody who wanted to take a stroll.
After seeing these, Ned Land exhibited an obvious distaste for
the idea of putting one on.
"But my gallant Ned," I told him, "the forests of Crespo Island
are simply underwater forests!"
"Oh great!" put in the disappointed harpooner, watching his
dreams of fresh meat fade away. "And you, Professor Aronnax, are
you going to stick yourself inside these clothes?"
"It has to be, Mr. Ned."
"Have it your way, sir," the harpooner replied, shrugging his
shoulders. "But speaking for myself, I'll never get into those
things unless they force me!"
"No one will force you, Mr. Land," Capt
