JOURNEY TO THE CENTER OF THE EARTH JULES VERNE CHAPTER 44 SUNNY LANDS IN THE BLUE MEDITERRANEAN Đây là một tác phẩm anh ngữ nổi tiếng với những từ vựng nang cao. Nhằm giúp các em và các bạn yêu thich tiếng anh luyện tập và củng cố thêm kỹ năng đọc tiếng anh . | JOURNEY TO THE CENTER OF THE EARTH JULES VERNE CHAPTER 44 SUNNY LANDS IN THE BLUE MEDITERRANEAN When I opened my eyes again I felt myself grasped by the belt with the strong hand of our guide. With the other arm he supported my uncle. I was not seriously hurt but I was shaken and bruised and battered all over. I found myself lying on the sloping side of a mountain only two yards from a gaping gulf which would have swallowed me up had I leaned at all that way. Hans had saved me from death whilst I lay rolling on the edge of the crater. Where are we asked my uncle irascibly as if he felt much injured by being landed upon the earth again. The hunter shook his head in token of complete ignorance. Is it Iceland I asked. _Nej _ replied Hans. What Not Iceland cried the Professor. Hans must be mistaken I said raising myself up. This was our final surprise after all the astonishing events of ourwonderful journey. I expected to see a white cone covered with theeternal snow of ages rising from the midst of the barren deserts ofthe icy north faintly lighted with the pale rays of the arctic sun far away in the highest latitudes known but contrary to all ourexpectations my uncle the Icelander and myself were sittinghalf-way down a mountain baked under the burning rays of a southernsun which was blistering us with the heat and blinding us with thefierce light of his nearly vertical rays. I could not believe my own eyes but the heated air and the sensationof burning left me no room for doubt. We had come out of the craterhalf naked and the radiant orb to which we had been strangers fortwo months was lavishing upon us out of his blazing splendours moreof his light and heat than we were able to receive with comfort. When my eyes had become accustomed to the bright light to which theyhad been so long strangers I began to use them to set my imaginationright. At least I would have it to be Spitzbergen and I was in nohumour to give up this notion. The Professor was the first to speak .
