You’re called into Captain Nemo’s room. Sitting at his desk, he looks at you with a stern yet unreadable expression. Madam, allow me to speak candidly with you. You are the first woman to set foot on the Nautilus, and as it so happens, the first woman I’ve so much as spoken to since I shunned civilization. You’ll have to wear trousers and shirts like the men, but I’ve had blouses tailored for you in the Indian fashion and I will provide you with sterilized sponges for your feminine needs.
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