“Open the air-chamber.”
The Celt touched a lever and the boat went down beneath the water.
Roger saw daylight disappear and heard the hissing and surging of the water.
“We are sinking!” he cried, with alarm, forgetting for a moment Frank’s promise.
“Of course we are!” cried the young inventor. “Didn’t I tell you we would?”
But the spell of gloom was only of brief duration.
The electric lights in the Explorer’s cabin shone forth and illumined everything.
Suddenly there was a slight jar.
The Explorer had rested upon the bed of the ocean.
Pomp went to the search-light and turned its rays in all directions.