An enormous object was sinking into the water; and, so as to follow every detail of its death-throes, the Nautilus was descending into the abyss with it. Ten metres away, I could see a hull torn open, water rushing in with the sound of thunder, then the twin ranks of cannons and bulwarks. The deck was covered with black shadows, all moving. The water was rising. The wretches rushed up the rigging, clung on to the masts, twisted under the waters. It was a human ant-heap caught out by the invasion of a sea.
BOAT sinking description
