Tom Swift and His Undersea Search, or, the Treasure on the Floor of the Atlantic by Victor [pseud.] Appleton
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"How's that, Ned?" asked Tom, a new note coming into his voice.
"Were you thinking of going to Japan and taking a hand in the undersea search?" "No. But stock in this company is being sold, and shareholders stand to win big returns--if the wrecks are come upon." "That's just it!" exclaimed Tom. "If they find the wrecks! And let me tell you, Ned, that there's a mighty big 'if' in it all. Do you realize how hard it is to find anything on the ocean, to say nothing of something under it?" "I hadn't thought of it." "Well, you'd better think of it. You know on the ocean sailors have to locate a certain imaginary position by calculation, using the sun and stars as guides. Of course, they have navigation down pretty fine, and a good pilot can get to a place on the surface of the ocean and meet another craft there almost as well as you and I can make an appointment to meet at Main and Broad streets at a certain hour. "But lots of times there are errors in calculations or a storm comes up hiding the sun and stars, and, instead of a captain getting to where he wants to, he's anywhere from one to a hundred miles out. Now the location of Broad and Main Streets doesn't change even in a storm. "And I'm not saying that a location on an ocean changes. I'm only saying that the least disturbance or error in calculation |
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