Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Seas

• The Bay of Vigo.
  
  
• Ned Land stayed at his post.
  
  
• “I’ve collected every one of them.”
  
  
• We walked with steady steps.
  
  
• The dugout canoes drew nearer.
  
  
• A dreadful battle was joined.
  
  
• Picturesque ruins took shape.
  
  
• “Farewell, O sun!” he called.
  
  
• The poor fellow was done for.

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