I've made hundreds of dives in submersibles.

Good luck. And he dives in, swims off.

And you ain't playing any more twobit, sleazy dives.

Mr. Marvel began to make frantic dives at panels that looked like doors.

That's what we use to inject, as we start to do our deep dives.

But, it struck me how much this dive, these deep dives, was like a space mission.

Euroclydon! says old Dives, in his red silken wrapper (he had a redder one afterwards) pooh, pooh!

A young man on our boat is an EMT. He dives in to try to help me.

This is the high tech gadgetry that allows us to do what we do on these deep dives.

I still, to this day, stand in absolute awe of what I see when I make these dives.

I had just returned from one of the deepest dives I'd ever made at that time a little over 200 feet.

But I would come back from those dives and try to share the experience with words, and they were totally inadequate to the task.

This one we first discovered back in the air days the bad old air days, when we were doing these kind of dives with air.

And sharks we had sharks on our early dives, up to 150 sharks at once, which is an indication of a very, very healthy, very strong, system.

I remember coming up from one of these deep dives and I had this fog, and the narcosis takes a little while to fade away, sort of like sobering up.

Now, that Lazarus should lie stranded there on the curbstone before the door of Dives, this is more wonderful than that an iceberg should be moored to one of the Moluccas.

Yet Dives himself, he too lives like a Czar in an ice palace made of frozen sighs, and being a president of a temperance society, he only drinks the tepid tears of orphans.

This came out of hundreds of dives I have made, farting around in the dark using these platforms, and my impression that I saw more animals working from the submersible than I did with either of the remote operated vehicles.