第24章 We Reach Mount Sneffels(2)

On this occasion,my uncle partly confided in Hans,the eider-duck hunter,and gave him to understand that it was his intention to continue his exploration of the volcano to the last possible limits.

Hans listened calmly,and then nodded his head.To go there,or elsewhere,to bury himself in the bowels of the earth,or to travel over its summits,was all the same to him!As for me,amused and occupied by the incidents of travel,I had begun to forget the inevitable future;but now I was once more destined to realize the actual state of affairs.What was to be done?Run away?But if Ireally had intended to leave Professor Hardwigg to his fate,it should have been at Hamburg and not at the foot of Sneffels.

One idea,above all others,began to trouble me:a very terrible idea,and one calculated to shake the nerves of a man even less sensitive than myself.

"Let us consider the matter,"I said to myself;"we are going to ascend the Sneffels mountain.Well and good.We are about to pay a visit to the very bottom of the crater.Good,still.Others have done it and did not perish from that course.

"That,however,is not the whole matter to be considered.If a road does really present itself by which to descend into the dark and subterraneous bowels of Mother Earth,if this thrice unhappy Saknussemm has really told the truth,we shall be most certainly lost in the midst of the labyrinth of subterraneous galleries of the volcano.Now,we have no evidence to prove that Sneffels is really extinct.What proof have we that an eruption is not shortly about to take place?Because the monster has slept soundly since 1219,does it follow that he is never to wake?

"If he does wake what is to become of us?"These were questions worth thinking about,and upon them I reflected long and deeply.I could not lie down in search of sleep without dreaming of eruptions.The more I thought,the more I objected to be reduced to the state of dross and ashes.

I could stand it no longer;so I determined at last to submit the whole case to my uncle,in the most adroit manner possible,and under the form of some totally irreconcilable hypothesis.

I sought him.I laid before him my fears,and then drew back in order to let him get his passion over at his ease.

"I have been thinking about the matter,"he said,in the quietest tone in the world.

What did he mean?Was he at last about to listen to the voice of reason?Did he think of suspending his projects?It was almost too much happiness to be true.

I however made no remark.In fact,I was only too anxious not to interrupt him,and allowed him to reflect at his leisure.After some moments he spoke out.

"I have been thinking about the matter,"he resumed."Ever since we have been at Stapi,my mind has been almost solely occupied with the grave question which has been submitted to me by yourself-for nothing would be unwiser and more inconsistent than to act with imprudence.""I heartily agree with you,my dear uncle,"was my somewhat hopeful rejoinder.

"It is now six hundred years since Sneffels has spoken,but though now reduced to a state of utter silence,he may speak again.New volcanic eruptions are always preceded by perfectly well-known phenomena.I have closely examined the inhabitants of this region;Ihave carefully studied the soil,and I beg to tell you emphatically,my dear Harry,there will be no eruption at present."As I listened to his positive affirmations,I was stupefied and could say nothing.

"I see you doubt my word,"said my uncle;"follow me."I obeyed mechanically.