noon
A squall was on the way . Furious , Ned tried to see through the mists on the horizon . He still hoped that behind all that fog there lay those shores he longed for . At noon the sun made a momentary appearance . Taking advantage of this rift in the clouds , the chief officer took the orb 's altitude . Then the sea grew turbulent , we went below again , and the hatch closed once more . When I consulted the chart an hour later , I saw that the Nautilus 's position was marked at longitude 16 degrees 17 ' and latitude 33 degrees 22 ' , a good 150 leagues from the nearest coast .