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Sir Arthur Conan Doyle/ The Maracot Deep

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle/The Maracot Deep
2.For a time I think we all had the same feeling. We did not want to do anything or to see anything. We just wanted to sit quiet and try to realize the wonder of it – that we should be resting in the plumb centre of one of the great oceans of the world. But soon the strange scene round us, illuminated in all directions by our lights, drew us to the windows.

We had settled upon a bed of high algae (‘Cutleria multifida’, said Maracot), the yellow fronds of which waved around us, moved by some deep-sea current, exactly as branches would move in a summer breeze. They were nor long enough to obscure our view, though their great flat leaves, deep golden in the light, flowed occasionally across our vision. Beyond them lay slopes of some blackish sla-like material which were dotted with lovely coloured creatures, holothurians, ascidians, echini and echinoderms,mas thickly as ever an English spring time bank was sprinkled with hyacinths and primroses. (…)

(Pan Books, 1977, first published in 1929 shortly before his death in 1930)
Stranded on the ocean floor, Maracot’s expedition emerged into an even stranger world – the living remains of the lost civilization that gave the ocean its name…ATLANTIS.
The range of Conan Doyle’s books is immense, but it tends to be overshadowed by the fame of Sherlock Holmes whose adventures influenced police methods and criminology all over the world. Like Edgar Allan Poe’s stories did too.
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