CHAPTER XX.
THE WRECKS.
When Mont was fully recovered, the negro Number One announced that they were going on a long voyage.
"Massa say him start for, um South Pole," he said. "In one hour we be off, and travel for many week. Travel to the Pole."
In effect, they soon heard the motion of the machinery, and the Searcher began her long submarine cruise.
For about a week they saw nothing of the captain.
This mysterious man shut himself up and sought intercourse with no one.
Every day, for some hours, the panel in their cabin slid back, and they enjoyed the treat of looking at the sea lighted by electricity.
The direction of the Searcher was southeast, and she kept at a depth of a hundred to a hundred and fifty feet.