Treasure Hunt Tales: The Star of the South & Captain Antifer. Жюль Верн

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      CHAPTER I.

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      It is September 9th, 1831. The captain left his cabin at six o’clock. The sun is rising, or to speak more exactly, its light is illuminating the lower clouds in the east, for its disk is still below the horizon. A long luminous effluence plays over the surface of the sea, which is broken into gentle waves by the morning breeze.

      After a calm night there is every promise of a fine day—one of those September days in which the temperate zone occasionally rejoices at the decline of the hot season.

      The captain rests against the skylight on the poop, places the telescope to his right eye, and sweeps the horizon.

      Lowering the telescope he approaches the man at the wheel—a grey-bearded, keen-sighted old man—who blinks as he looks at him.

      “When did you come on duty?”

      “At four o’clock, sir.”

      The two men speak a language that no European would understand unless he had sailed in the Levant. It is a dialect of Turkish and Syriac.

      “Nothing new?”

      “Nothing, sir.”

      “And you have sighted no ship since the morning?”

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