And I'm certainly not far off when I estimate its value at 2,000,000 . . . uh . . ."
"Francs!"
Conseil said quickly.
"Yes," I said, "?2,000,000, and no doubt all it cost our captain was the effort to pick it up."
"Ha!"
Ned Land exclaimed.
"During our stroll tomorrow, who says we won't run into one just like it?"
"Bah!"
Conseil put in.
"And why not?"
"What good would a pearl worth millions do us here on the Nautilus?"
"Here, no," Ned Land said.
"But elsewhere. . . ."
"Oh!
Elsewhere!"
Conseil put in, shaking his head.
"In fact," I said,
"Mr. Land is right.
And if we ever brought back to Europe or America a pearl worth millions, it would make the story of our adventures more authentic—and much more rewarding."
"That's how I see it," the Canadian said.
"But," said Conseil, who perpetually returned to the didactic side of things, "is this pearl fishing ever dangerous?"
"No," I replied quickly, "especially if one takes certain precautions."
"What risks would you run in a job like that?"
Ned Land said.
"Swallowing a few gulps of salt water?"
"Whatever you say, Ned."
Then, trying to imitate Captain Nemo's carefree tone, I asked,
"By the way, gallant Ned, are you afraid of sharks?"
"Me?" the Canadian replied.
"I'm a professional harpooner!
It's my job to make a mockery of them!"
"It isn't an issue," I said, "of fishing for them with a swivel hook, hoisting them onto the deck of a ship, chopping off the tail with a sweep of the ax, opening the belly, ripping out the heart, and tossing it into the sea."
"So it's an issue of . . . ?"
"Yes, precisely."
"In the water?"
"In the water."
"Ye gods, just give me a good harpoon!
You see, sir, these sharks are badly designed.
They have to roll their bellies over to snap you up, and in the meantime . . ."
Ned Land had a way of pronouncing the word "snap" that sent chills down the spine.
"Well, how about you, Conseil?
What are your feelings about these man–eaters?"
"Me?"
Conseil said.
"I'm afraid I must be frank with master."
Good for you, I thought.
"If master faces these sharks," Conseil said,
"I think his loyal manservant should face them with him!"
Chapter 3 A Pearl Worth Ten Million
NIGHT FELL.