"We were alone. Where, I could not say, hardly imagine. All was black, and such a dense black that, after some minutes, my eyes had not been able to discern even the faintest glimmer."
"Ah!" I cried, springing up. "But no! no! My uncle shall never know it. He would insist upon doing it too. He would want to know all about it. Ropes could not hold him, such a determined geologist as he is! He would start, he would, in spite of everything and everybody, and he would take me with him, and we should never get back. No, never! never!" My over-excitement was beyond all description."
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Source: Jules Verne, Jules VERNE (2016). “A Journey To The Centre Of The Earth / Voyage au centre de la terre (Bilingual Edition: English - French / Édition bilingue: anglais - français)”, p.17, Jules Verne
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