CHAPTER XI.
A GUIDE FOUND TO THE CENTRE OF THE EARTH In the evening I took a short walk on the beach and returned at night to my plank-bed, where I slept soundly all night.
When I awoke I heard my uncle talking at a great rate in the next room.

I immediately dressed and joined him.
He was conversing in the Danish language with a tall man, of robust build.

This fine fellow must have been possessed of great strength.
His eyes, set in a large and ingenuous face, seemed to me very intelligent; they were of a dreamy sea-blue.

Long hair, which would have been called red even in England, fell in long meshes upon his broad shoulders.

The movements of this native were lithe and supple; but he made little use of his arms in speaking, like a man who knew nothing or cared nothing about the language of gestures.