"Now, then," said the Doctor, "let us go onto name the most important of our discoveries."
"There is that immense sea which surrounds us, unfurrowed as yet by a single ship."
"A single ship!" repeated Altamont. "I think you have forgotten the Porpoise, and yet she certainly did not get here overland,"
"Well, it would not be difficult to believe she had," replied Hatteras, "to see on what she lies at present."
"True, enough, Hatteras," said Altamont, in a piqued tone; "but, after all, is not that better than being blown to atoms like the Forward?"
Hatteras was about to make some sharp retort, but Clawbonny interposed.
"It is not a question of ships, my friends," he said, "but of a fresh sea."
"It is no new sea," returned Altamont; "it is in every Polar chart, and has a name already. It is called the Arctic Ocean, and I think it would be very inconvenient to alter its designation. Should we find out by and by, that, instead of being an ocean it is only a strait or gulf, it will be time enough to alter it then."
"So be it," said Hatteras.
"Very well, that is an understood thing, then," said the Doctor, almost regretting that he had started a discussion so pregnant with national rivalries.