A WOMAN'S COURAGE Thus ended this memorable seance.

That conversation threw me into a fever.

I came out of my uncle's study as if I had been stunned, and as if there was not air enough in all the streets of Hamburg to put me right again.

I therefore made for the banks of the Elbe, where the steamer lands her passengers, which forms the communication between the city and the Hamburg railway.
Was I convinced of the truth of what I had heard?
Had I not bent under the iron rule of the Professor Liedenbrock?
Was I to believe him in earnest in his intention to penetrate to the centre of this massive globe?
Had I been listening to the mad speculations of a lunatic, or to the scientific conclusions of a lofty genius?
Where did truth stop?
Where did error begin?
I was all adrift amongst a thousand contradictory hypotheses, but I could not lay hold of one.
Yet I remembered that I had been convinced, although now my enthusiasm was beginning to cool down; but I felt a desire to start at once, and not to lose time and courage by calm reflection.

I had at that moment quite courage enough to strap my knapsack to my shoulders and start.
But I must confess that in another hour this unnatural excitement abated, my nerves became unstrung, and from the depths of the abysses of this earth I ascended to its surface again.
"It is quite absurd!" I cried, "there is no sense about it.