Time was in abeyance on the ship's clocks. As happens in the polar regions, it seemed that night and day no longer followed their normal sequence. I felt myself being drawn into that strange domain where the overwrought imagination of Edgar Allan Poe was at home. Like his fabled Arthur Gordon Pym, I expected any moment to see that "shrouded human figure, very far larger in its proportions than any dweller among men," thrown across the cataract that protects the outskirts of the pole!
船上的时钟已经停止了。我们好像是处在两极地区一样，黑夜和白天不再按正常的规律运转了。我感到自己被拖进了一个奇异的境界中，在那里一爱一德加·坡那种过分的想象力可以任意地驰骋。每时每刻，我像虚构的戈登·宾（一爱一德加·坡小说中的人物。）一样，期望着看到“那个蒙面的人，他的身一体比例比地球上任何一个都要大，纵身穿过那片守护着极圈的瀑布！”
I estimate--but perhaps I'm mistaken--that the Nautilus's haphazard course continued for fifteen or twenty days, and I'm not sure how long this would ha一ve gone on without the catastrophe that ended our voyage. As for Captain Nemo, he was no longer in the picture. As for his chief officer, the same applied. Not one crewman was visible for a single instant. The Nautilus cruised beneath the waters almost continuously. When it rose briefly to the surface to renew our air, the hatches opened and closed as if automated. No more positions were reported on the world map. I didn't know where we were.
我估计——可我有可能弄错——“鹦鹉螺号”船只这次冒险的航行持续了15或20天，如果不是出现了使这次海底旅行结束的灾难，我真不知道这次旅行还得持续多久。尼摩船长自那时起就再没露面，他的副手也一样，船上的人也没出现过一分钟。而“鹦鹉螺号”船只几乎不停地浮出一水面。当它浮出一水面更换空气时，嵌板就自动打开和关上。平面球图上也不再标记方位了。我再也不知道我们在哪里。
I'll also mention that the Canadian, at the end of his strength and patience, made no further appearances.
我还得说，加拿大人由于颓丧至极，也不再露面了。
