For this one, I only changed the gender of the protagonist’s love interest. Why is is that speaking of a man the way we speak of a woman should sound so creepy?
What strange passions lie sunken in the human heart?
The Sunken Empire
(Based on The Sunken Empire by H. Thompson Rich)
“Then you really expect to find the lost continent of Atlantis, Professor?”
Martin Stevens lifted his bearded face sternly to the reporter who was interviewing him in his study aboard the torpedo-submarine Nereus, a craft of his own invention, as it lay moored at the Brooklyn wharf, on an afternoon in October.
“My dear young man,” he said, “I am not even going to look for it.”
The aspiring journalist – Leon Hunter by name – was properly abashed.
“But I thought,” he insisted nevertheless, “that you said you were going to explore the ocean floor under the Sargasso Sea?”