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Tour of the World in
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By JULES VERNE
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TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DAYS.
CHAPTER I.
IN WHICH PHILEA8 FOGG AND PASSEPARTOUT ACCEPT
EACH OTHER THE ONE AS MASTER, THE OTHER A8
SERVANT.
IN the year 1872, the house No. 7 Saville Row f
Burlington Gardens the house in which Sheridan
died, in 1814 was inhabited by Phileas Fogg, Esq.,
one of the most singular and most noticed members
of the Reform Club of London, although he seemed
to take care to do nothing which might attract at-
tention.
This Phileas Fogg, then, an enigmatic personage,
of whom nothing was known but that he was a very
polite man, and one of the most perfect gentlemen
of good English society, succeeded one of the greatest
orators that honor England.
An Englishman Phileas Fogg was surely, but
perhaps not a Londoner. He was never seen on
'Change, at the bank, or in any of the counting-
rooms of the " City." The docks of London had
never received a vessel fitted out by Phileas Fogg.
This gentleman did not figure in any public body.
His name had never sounded in any Inns of Court,
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nor in the Temple, nor Lincoln's Inn, nor Gray's Inn.
He never pleaded in the Court of Chancery, nor the
Queen's Bench, nor the Exchequer, nor the Ecclesi-
astical Courts. He was neither a manufacturer,
nor a trader, nor a merchant, nor a gentleman farm-
er. He was not a member of the Royal Institution
of Great Britain, or the London Institution, or the
Artisan's Association, or the Russell Institution, or
the Literary Institution of the West, or the Law
Institute, or that Institute of the Arts and Sciences,
placed under the direct patronage of her gracious
majesty. In fact, he belonged to none of the
numerous societies that swarm in the capital of
England, from the Harmonic to the Entomological
Society, founded principally for the purpose of de-
stroying hurtful insects.
Phileas Fogg was a member of the Reform Club,
and that was all.
Should any one be astonished that such a myste-
rious gentleman should be among the members of
this honorable institution, we will reply that he
obtained admission on the recommendation of Bar-
ing Brothers, with whom he had on open credit
Thence a certain appearance due to his checks
being regularly paid at sight by the debit of his ac-
count current, which was always to his credit
Was this Phileas Fogg rich ? Undoubtedly. But
the 'best informed could not say how he had made
his money, and Mr. Fogg was the last person to
Whom it would have been proper to go for informa-
tion. He was by no means extravagant in anything,
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neither was he avaricious, for when money was
needed for a noble, useful, or benevolent purpose, he
gave it quietly, and even anonymously. In short,
no one was less communicative than this gentleman.
He talked as little as possible, and seemed much
more mysterious than silent. But his life was open
to the light, but what he did was always so mathe-
matically the same thing that the imagination, un-
satisfied, sought further.
Had he traveled? It was probable, for none
knew the world better than he; there was no spot
so secluded that he did not appear to have a special
acquaintance with it. Sometimes, in a few brief,
clear words, he would correct the thousand supposi-
tions circulating in the club with reference to
travelers lost or strayed ; he pointed out the true
probabilities, and so often did events justify his
predictions that he seemed as if gifted with a sort
of second sight. He was a man who must have
traveled everywhere, in spirit at least.
One thing was certain, that for many years
Phileas Fogg had not been from London. Those
who had the honor of knowing him more intimately
than others affirmed that no one could pretend to
have seen him elsewhere than upon this direct route,
which he traversed every day to go from his house
to the club. His only pastime was reading the
papers and playing whist. He frequently won at
this quiet game, so very appropriate to his nature ;
but his winnings never went into his purse, and
made an important item in his charity fund. Be-
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sides, it must be remarked that Mr. Fogg evidently
played for the sake of playing, not to win. The
game was for him a contest, a struggle against a
difficulty ; but a motionless, unwearying struggle,
and that suited his character.
Phileas Fogg was not known to have either wife or
children which may happen to the most respectable
people neither relatives nor friends which is
more rare, truly. Phileas Fogg lived alone in his
house in Saville Row, where nobody entered.
There was never a question as to its interior. A
single servant sufficed to serve him. Breakfasting
and dining at the club, at hours fixed with the utmost
exactness, in the same hall, at , the same table, not
entertaining his colleagues nor inviting a stranger,
he returned home only to go to bed, exactly at mid-
night, without ever making use of the comfortable
chambers which the Reform Club puts at the dis-
posal of its favored members. Of the twenty-four
hours he passed + en at his residence, either sleeping
or busying himself at his toilet. If he walked, it
was invariably with a regular step in the entrance
hall with its mosaic floor, or in the circular gallery,
above which rose a dome with blue painted win-
dows, supported by twenty Ionic columns of red
porphyry. If he dined or breakfasted, the kitchens,
the buttery, the pantry, the dairy of the club fur-
nished his table with succulent stores ; the waiters
of the club, grave personages in dress-coats and
shoes with swan-skin soles, served him in a special
porcelain and on fine Saxon linen; the club decan-
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ters of a lost mold contained his sherry, his port,
and his claret, flavored with orange-flower water
and cinnamon; and finally the ice of the club,
brought at great expense from the American lakes,
kept his drinks in a fresh and satisfactory condition.
If to live in such conditions is to be eccentric, it
must be granted that eccentricity has something
good in it !
The mansion on Saville Row, without being
sumptuous, recommended itself by its extreme com-
fort. Besides, with the unvarying habits of the
occupants, the number of servants was reduced to
one. But Phileas Fogg demanded from his only
servant an extraordinary ant" regular punctuality.
This very day, the second of Oct ber, Phileas Fogg
had dismissed James Footer this youth having in-
curred his displeasure by" 'bringing him shaving
water at eighty-four degrees Fahrenheit, instead of
eighty-six and he was waiting for his successor,
who was to make his appearance between eleven
and half-past eleven.
Phileas Fogg, squarely seated in his armchair,
his feet close together like those of a soldier on pa-
rade, his hands resting on his knees, his body
straight, his head erect, was watching the hand of
the clock move a complicated mechanism which in-
dicated the hours, the minutes, the seconds, the
days, the days of the month, and the year. At the
stroke of half -past eleven Mr. Fogg would, accord-
ing to his daily habit, leave his house and repair to
the Keform Club.
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At this moment there was a knock at the door of
the small parlor in which was Phileas Fogg.
James Forster, the dismissed servant, appeared.
" The new servant," said he.
A young man, aged thirty years, came forward
and bowed.
" You are a Frenchman, and your name is John ?"
Phileas Fogg asked him.
" Jean, if it does not displease monsieur," replied
the newcomer. Jean Passepartout, a surname
which has clung to me and which my natural apti-
tude for withdrawing from a business has justified.
I believe, sir, that I am an honest fellow ; but to be
frank, I have had several trades. I have been a
traveling singer ; a circus rider, vaulting like Leo-
tard, and dancing on the rope like Blondin ; then I
became professor of gymnastics, in order to render
my talents more useful /and in the last place, I was
a sergeant fireman in Paris. I have among my
papers notes of remarkable fires. But five years have
passed since I left France, and wishing to have a
taste of family life, I have been a valet in Eng-
land. Now, finding myself out of a situation, and
having learned that Monsieur Phileas Fogg was the
most exact and the most settled gentleman in the
United Kingdom, I have presented myself to mon-
sieur with the hope of living tranquilly with him,
and of forgetting even the name of Passepartout."
" Passepartout suits me," replied the gentleman.
" You are recommended to me. I have good re-
ports concerning you. You know my conditions ?"
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u Well, wtat Jtime have you?"
"Twenty-two minutes after eleven," replied
Passepartout, drawing from the depths of his pocket
an enormous silver watch.
" You are slow," said Mr. Fogg.
" Pardon me, monsieur, but it is impossible."
"Tou are four minutes too slow. It does not
matter. It suffices to state the difference. Then^
from, this moment, twenty-nine minutes after eleven
o'clock, A. M., this Wednesday, October 2, 1872, you
are in mv service."
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That said, Phileas Fogg rose, took his hat in his
left hand, placed it upon his head with an automatic
movement, and disappeared without another word.
Passepartout heard the street door close once ; it
was his new master going out ; then a second time ;
it was his predecessor, James Forster, departing in
his turn. Passepartout remained alone in the house
in Saville Kow.
TOUR OF THE WOULD IN EIGHTY PATH.
CHAPTER II.
IN WHICH PASSEPARTOUT 18 CONVINCED THAT HE HAS
FOUND HIS IDEAL.
" UPON my word," said Passepartout to himself,
first, " I have known at Madame Tassaud's good
people as lively as my new master !"
It is proper to say here that Madame Tassaud's
" good people " are wax figures, much visited in
London, and who, indee'd, are only wanting in
speech.
During the few minutes that he had interviewed
Phileas Fogg, Passepartout had examined his future
master, rapidly but carefully. He was a man that
might be forty years old, of fine, handsome face, of
tall figure, which a slight corpulence did not dispar-
age, his hair and whiskers light, his forehead com-
pact, without appearance of wrinkles at the temples,
his face rather pale than flushed, his teeth magnifi-
cent. He appeared to possess in the highest degree
what physiognomists call " repose in action," a qual-
ity common to those who do more work than talking.
Calm, phlegmatic, with a clear eye and immovable
eyelid, he was the finished type of those cool-blooded
Englishmen so frequently met in the United King-
dom, and whose somewhat academic posture Angel-
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ica Kauffmann has marvelously reproduced under
her pencil. Seen in various acts of his existence,
this gentleman gave the idea of a well-balanced
being in all his parts, evenly hung, as perfect as a
Leroy or Earnshaw chronometer. Indeed, Phileas
Fogg was exactness personified, which was seen
clearly from " the expression of his feet and his
hands," for with man, as well as with the animals,
the limbs themselves are organs expressive of the
passions.
Phileas Fogg was one of those mathematically
exact people, who, never hurried and always ready,
are economical of their steps and their motions.
He never made one stride too many, always going
by the shortest route. He did not give an idle look.
He did not allow himself a superfluous gesture. He
had never been seen moved or troubled. He was a
man of the least possible haste, but he always arrived
on time. However, it will be understood that he
lived alone, and, so to speak, outside of every social
relation. He knew that in life one must take his
share of friction, and as frictions retard, he never
rubbed against any one.
As for Jean, called Passepartout, a true Parisian
oi Paris, he had sought vainly fora master to whom
he could attach himself, in the five years that he
lived in England and served as a valet in London.
Passepartout was not one of those Frontins or Mas-
carilles, who, with high shoulders, nose high in air,
a look of assurance, and staring eye, are only impu-
dent dunces. No. Passepartout was a good fellow.
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of amiable physiognomy, his lips a little prominent,
always ready to taste or caress, a mild and service-
able being, with one of those good round heads that
We like to see on the shoulders of a friend. His eyes
Were blue, his complexion rosy, his face fat enough
for him to see his cheek bones, his chest broad, his
form full, his muscles vigorous, and he possessed a
herculean strength which his youthful exercise had
splendidly developed. His brown hair was some-
what tumbled. If the ancient sculptors knew
eighteen ways of arranging Minerva's hair, Passe-
partout knew of but one for fixing his own: three
strokes of a large tooth comb, and it was dressed.
The most meager jstock of prudence would not
permit of saying that the expansive character of
this young man would agree with that of Phileas
Fogg. Would Passepartout be in all respects ex-
actly the servant that his master needed? That
would only be seen by using him. After having
had, as we have seen, quite a wandering youth, he
longed for repose. Having heard the exactness and
proverbial coolness of the English gentlemen praised,
he came to seek his fortune in England. But until
the present, fate had treated him badly. He had
not been able to take root anywhere. He had served
in ten different houses. In every one the people
were capricious and irregular, running after adven-
tures or about the country which no longer suited
Passepartout. His last master, young Lord Longs-
ferry, member of Parliament, after having passed
his nights in the Haymarket oyster-rooms, returned
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home too frequently on the shoulders of policemen.
Passepartout wishing, above all things, to be able to
respect his master, ventured some mild remarks,
which were badly received, and he quit. In the
meantime, he learned that Phileas Fogg, Esq., was
hunting a servant. He made some inquiry about
this gentleman. A person whose existence was so
regular, who never slept in a strange bed, who did
not travel, who was never absent, not even for a
day, could not but suit him. He presented himself,
and was accepted under the circumstances that we
already know.
At half-past eleven Passepartout found himself
alone in the Saville Eow mansion. He immediately
commenced its inspection, going over it from cellar
to garret.. This clean, well-ordered, austere. Puritan
house, well organized for servants, pleased him. It
produced the effect upon him of a fine snail-shell,
but one lighted and heated by gas, for carbureted
hydrogen answered both purposes here. Passepar-
tout found without difficulty, in the second story,
the room designed for him. It suited him. Elec-
tric bells and speaking tubes put it in communication
with the lower stories. On the mantel an electric
clock corresponded with the one in Phileas Fogg's
bedchamber, both beating the same second at the
same instant. " That -suits me, that suits me !" said
Passepartout.
He observed also in his room a notice fastened
above the clock. It was the programme for the daily
service. It comprised from eight o'clock in the
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morning, the regular hour at which Phileas Fogg
rose, until half -past eleven, the hour at which he left
his house to breakfast at the Keform Club all the
details of the service, the tea and toast at twenty-
three minutes after eight, the shaving water at
thirty-seven minutes after nine, the toilet at twenty
minutes before ten, etc. Then from half -past eleven
in the morning until midnight, the hour at which
the methodical gentleman retired everything was
noted down, foreseen, and regulated. Passepartout
took a pleasure in contemplating this programme,
and impressing upon his mind its various direc-
tions.
As to the gentleman's wardrobe, it was in very
good taste and wonderfully complete. Each pair of
[pantaloons, coat, or vest bore a regular number,
which was also entered upon a register indicating
the date at which, according to the season, these
garments were to be worn in their turn. The same
rule applied to his shoes.
In short, in this house in Saville Row which, in
the time of the illustrious but dissipated Sheridan,
must have been the temple of disorder its comfort-
able furniture indicated a delightful ease. There
was no study, there were no books, which would
have been of no use to Mr. Fogg, since the Reform
Club placed at his disposal two libraries, the one
devoted to literature, the other to law and politics.
In his bedchamber there was a medium-sized safe
whose construction protected it from fire as well as
from burglars. There were no weapons in the
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house, neither for the chase nor for war. Every-
thing there denoted the most peaceful habits.
After having minutely examined the dwelling,
Passepartout rubbed his hands, his broad face bright-
ened, and he repeated cheerfully : " This suits me !
This is the place for me ! Mr. Fogg and I will un-
derstand each other perfectly ! A home-body, and
so methodical! A genuine automaton 1 Well, I
am not sorry to serve under an automaton !"
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CHAPTEE III.
IN WHICH A CONVERSATION TAKES PLACE WHICH MAY
COST PHILEAS FOGG DEAKLY.
PHILEAS FOGG had left his house in Savillo Row
at half -past eleven, and after having put his right
foot before his left foot five hundred and seventy-
five times, and his left foot before his right foot five
hundred and seventy-six times, he arrived at the
Reform Club, a spacious and lofty building in Pall
Mall, which cost not less than three millions to
build.
Phileas Fogg repaired immediately to the dining-
room, whose nine windows opened upon a fine gar-
den with trees already gilded by autumn. There,
he took his seat at his regular table where his plate
was awaiting him. His breakfast consisted of a side
dish, a boiled fish with Beading sauce of first qual-
ity, a scarlet slice of roast beef garnished with
mushrooms, a rhubarb and gooseberry tart, and a
bit of Chester cheese, the whole washed down with
a few cups of that excellent tea, specially gathered
for the stores of the Reform Club.
At forty-seven minutes past noon, this gentleman
rose and turned his steps toward the large hall, a
sumptuous apartment adorned with paintings in
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elegant frames. There, a servant handed him the
Times uncut, the tiresome cutting of which he man-
aged with a steadiness of hand which denoted great
practice in this difficult operation. The reading of
this journal occupied Phileas Fogg until a quarter
before four, and that of the Standard, which suc-
ceeded it, lasted until dinner. This repast passed
off in the same way as the breakfast, with the
addition of "Koyal British Sauce."
At twenty minutes before six the gentleman re-
appeared in the large hall, and was absorbed in the
reading of -the Morning Chronicle.
Half an hour later various members of the Reform
Club entered and came near the fireplace, in which
a coal fire was burning. They were the usual part-
ners of Phileas Fogg, like himself passionate players
of whist ; the engineer Andrew Stuart, the bankers
John Sullivan and Samuel Fallentin, the brewer
Thomas Flanagan, Gauthier Ealph, one of the
directors of the Bank of England rich and respected
personages, even in this club counting among its
members the elite of trade and finance.
"Well, Ralph," asked Thomas Flanagan, "how
about that robbery ?"
" Why," replied Andrew Stuart, " the bank will
lose the money."
" I hope, on the contrary," said Gauthier Ralph,
"that we will put our hands on the robber. De-
tectives, very skillful fellows, have been sent to
America and the Continent, to all the principal
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ports of embarkation and debarkation, and it will
be difficult for this fellow to escape."
" But you have the description of the robber ?"
asked Andrew Stuart.
" In the first place, he is not a robber," replied
Gauthier Ralph seriously.
" How, he is not a robber, this fellow who has
abstracted fifty-five thousand pounds in banknotes ?"
" No," replied Gauthier Ralph.
" Is he then a manufacturer ?" said John Sullivan.
" The Mornmg Chronicle assures us that he is a
gentleman."
The party that made this reply was no other than
Phileas Fogg, whose head then emerged from the
mass of papers heaped around him. At the same
time he greeted his colleagues, who returned his
salutation. The matter under discussion, and which
the various journals of the United Kingdom were
discussing ardently, had occurred three days before,
on the 29th of September. A package of bank-
notes, making the enormous sum of fifty-five thou-
sand pounds, had been taken from the counter of
the principal cashier of the Bank of England. The
under-governor, Gauthier Ralph, only replied to
any one who was astonished that such a robbery
could have been so easily accomplished that at this
very moment the cashier was occupied with regis-
tering a receipt of three shillings sixpence, and
that he could not have his eyes everywhere.
But it is proper to be remarked here which makes
the robbery less mysterious that this admirable
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establishment, the Bank of England, seems to care
very much for the dignity of the public. There are
neither guards nor gratings, gold, silver and bank-
notes being freely exposed, and, so to speak, at the
mercy of the first-comer. They would not suspect
the honor of any one passing by. One of the best
observers of English customs relates the following :
He had the curiosity to examine closely, in one of the
rooms of the bank, where he was one day, an ingot of
gold weighing seven or eight pounds, which was lying
exposed on the cashier's table; he picked up this
ingot, examined it, passed it to his neighbor, and he
to another, so that the ingot, passing from hand to
hand, went as far as the end of a dark entry, and
did not return to its place for half an hour, and the
cashier had not once raised his head.
But on the 29th of September matters did not
turn out quite in this way. The package of bank-
notes did not return, and when the magnificent
clock, hung above the " drawing office," announced
at five o'clock the closing of the office, the Bank of
England had only to pass fifty-five thousand pounds
to the account of profit and loss.
The robbery being duly known, agents, detectives,
selected from the most skillful, were sent to the
principal ports, Liverpool, Glasgow, Havre, Suez,
Brindisi, New York, etc., with the promise, in case
of success, of a reward of two thousand pounds and
five per cent, of the amount recovered. While
waiting for the information which the investigation,
commenced immediately, ought to furnish, the de-
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tectives were charged with watching carefully all
arriving and departing travelers.
As the Morning Chronicle said, there was good
reason for supposing that the robber was not a
a member of any of the robber bands of England.
During this day, the 29th of September, a well-
.dressed gentleman, of good manners, of a dis-
tinguished air, had been noticed going in and out
of the paying-room, the scene of the robbery. The
investigation allowed a pretty accurate description
of the gentleman to be made out, which was at
once sent to all the detectives of the United King-
dom and of the Continent. Some hopeful minds,
and Gauthier Ralph was one of the number, believed
that they had good reason to expect that the robber
would not escape.
As may be supposed, this affair was the talk of
all London and throughout England.
It was discussed, and sides were taken vehemently
for or against the probabilities of success of the city
police. It will not be surprising then to hear the
members of the Eeform Club treating the same sub-
ject, all the more that one of the under governors
of the bank was among them.
Honorable Gauthier Ralph was not willing to
doubt the result of the search, considering that the
reward offered ought to sharpen peculiarly the zeal
and intelligence of the agents. But his colleague,
Andrew Stuart, was far from sharing this confi-
dence. The discussion continued then between the
gentlemen, who were seated at a whist table,
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Stuart having Flanagan as a partner, and Fallentin
Phileas Fogg. During the playing the parties did
not speak, but, between the rubbers, the inter-
rupted conversation was fully revived.
" I maintain," said Andrew Stuart, " that the
chances are in favor of the robber, who must be a
skillful fellow!"
" Well," replied Ealph, " there is not a single
country where he can take refuge."
"Pshaw!"
" Where do you suppose he might go ?"
" I don't know about that," replied Andrew
Stuart, " but after all, the world is big enough."
"It was formerly J' said Phileas Fogg, in a low
tone. Then he added, " It is your turn to cut, sir,"
presenting the cards to Thomas Flanagan.
The discussion was suspended daring the rubber.
But Andrew Stuart soon resumed it, saying :
" How, formerly ? Has the world grown smaller
perchance ?"
"Without doubt," replied Gauthier Kalph, "I
am of the opinion of Mr. Fogg. The world has
grown smaller since^ we can go round it now ten
times quicker than one hundred years ago. And, in
the case with which we are now occupied, this is
what will render the search more rapid."
" And will render more easy also the flight of the
robber!"
" It is your turn to play, Mr. Stuart !" said
Phileas Fogg.
But the incredulous Stuart was not convinced,
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and when the hand was finished, he replied : " It
must be confessed, Mr. Ealph, that you have found
a funny way of saying that the world has grown
smaller ! Because the tour of it is now made in
three months "
" In eighty days only," said Phileas Fogg.
" Yes, gentlemen," added John Sullivan, " eighty
days, since the section between Eothal and Allaha-
bad, on the Great Indian Peninsular Kailway, has
been opened. Here is the calculation made by the
Morning Chronicle :
" From London to Suez via Mont Cenis and Brindisi,
by rail and steamers, 7 days.
" Suez to Bombay, steamer, 13 "
" Bombay to Calcutta, rail, 3 "
" Calcutta to Hong Kong (China) steamer, 13 "
" Hong Kong to Yokohama (Japan) steamer, 6 "
" Yokohama to San Francisco, steamer, - 22 "
" San Francisco to New York, rail, - - 7 "
" New York to London, steamer and rail, - 9 "
80 days."
" Yes, eighty days !" exclaimed Andrew Stuart,
who, by inattention, made a wrong deal, " but not
including bad weather, contrary winds, shipwrecks,
running off the track, etc."
" Everything included," replied Phileas Fogg, con-
tinuing to play, for this time the discussion no
longer respected the game.
" Even if the Hindoos or the Indians tear up the
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rails !" exclaimed Andrew Stuart, " if they stop the
trains, plunder the cars, and scalp the passen-
gers I"
" All included," replied Phileas Fogg, who, throw-
ing down his cards, added, " two trumps."
Andrew Stuart, whose turn it was to deal,
gathered up the cards, saying :
" Theoretically, you are right, Mr. Fogg, but
practically
" Practically also, Mr. Stuart."
" I would like very much to see you do it."
"It depends only upon you. Let us start to-
gether."
" Heaven preserve me !" exclaimed Stuart, " but
I would willingly wager four thousand pounds that
such a journey, made under these conditions, is im-
possible."
" On the contrary, quite possible," replied Mr.
"Well, make it then j"
" The tour of the world in eighty days ?"
Yes !"
" I am willing."
"When?"
" At once. Only I warn you that I shall do it at
your expense."
" It is folly !" cried Stuart, who was beginning to
be vexed at the persistence of his partner. " Stop !
let us play rather."
" Deal again then," replied Phileas Fogg, " for
there is a false deal."
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Andrew Stuart took up the cards again with a
feverish hand; then suddenly placing them upon
the table, he said :
" Well, Mr. Fogg, yes, and I bet four thousand
pounds !"
" My dear Stuart," said Fallentin, " compose your-
self. It is not serious."
" When I say 4 1 bet,' " replied Andrew Stuart,
"it is always serious."
" So be it," said Mr. Fogg, and then, turning to
his companions, continued : " I have twenty thou-
sand pounds deposited at Baring Brothers. I will
willingly risk them- "
" Twenty thousand pounds !" cried John Sullivan.
" Twenty thousand pounds which an unforeseen de-
lay may make you lose !"
" The unforeseen does not exist," replied Phileas
Fogg quietly.
" But, Mr. Fogg, this period of eighty days is
calculated only as a minimum of time ?"
" A minimum well employed suffices for every-
thing."
" But in order not to exceed it, you must jump
mathematically from the trains into the steamers,
and from the steamers upon the trains !"
" I will jump mathematically."
" That is a joke !"
" A good Englishman never jokes when so serious
a matter as a wager is in question," replied Phileas
Fogg. " I bet twenty thousand pounds against who
will that I will make the tour of the world in eighty
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days or less that is, nineteen hundred and twenty
hours or one hundred and fifteen thousand two
hundred minutes. Do you accept ?"
" We accept," replied Messrs. Stuart, Fallentin,
Sullivan, Flanagan and Kalph, after having con-
sulted.
" Very well," said Mr. Fogg. " The Dover train
starts at forty-five minutes past eight. I shall take
passage on it."
" This very evening ?" asked Stuart.
" This very evening," replied Phileas Fog. Then
he added, consulting a pocket almanac, " Since to-
day is Wednesday, the 2d of October, I ought
to be back in London, in this very saloon of the
Reform Club, on Saturday, the 21st of De-
cember, at eight forty-five in the evening, in de-
fault of which the twenty thousand pounds t at
present deposited to my credit with Baring Brothers
will belong to you, gentlemen, in fact and by right.
Here is a check of like amount."
A memorandum of the wager was made and
signed on the spot by the six parties in interest.
Phileas Fogg had remained cool. He had certainly
not bet to win, and had risked only these twenty
thousand pounds the half of his fortune because
he foresaw that he might have to expend the other
half to carry out this difficult, not to say imprac-
ticable, project. As for his opponents, they seemed
affected, not on account of the stake, but because
they had a sort of scruple against a contest under
these conditions.
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Seven o'clock then struck. They offered to Mr.
Fogg to stop playing, so that he could make his
preparations for departure.
"I am always ready!" replied this tranquil
gentleman, and dealing the cards, he said, " Diamonds
are trumps. It is your turn to play, Mr. Stuart."
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CHAPTER IY.
IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG- SURPRISES PASSEPARTOUT, HIS
SERVANT, BEYOND MEASURE.
AT twenty-five minutes after seven Phileas Fogg,
having gained twenty guineas at whist, took leave
of his honorable colleagues, and left the Reform
Club. At ten minutes of eight he opened the door
of his house and entered.
Passepartout, who had conscientiously studied his
programme, was quite surprised at seeing Mr. Fogg
guilty of the inexactness of appearing at this un-
usual hour. According to the notice, the oc-
cupant of Saville Row ought not to return before
midnight, precisely.
Phileas Fogg first went to his bedroom. Then
he called " Passepartout !"
Passepartout could not reply, for this call could
not be addressed to him, as it was not the hour.
" Passepartout," Mr. Fogg called again, without
raising his voice much.
Passepartout presented himself.
" It is the second time that I have called you,"
said Mr. Fogg.
" But it is not midnight," replied Passepartout^
with his watch in his hand.
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26 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA YS.
" I know it," continued Phileas Fogg, " and I do
not find fault with you. We leave in ten minutes
for Dover and Calais."
A sort of faint grimace appeared on the round
face of the Frenchman. It was evident that he had
not fully understood.
" Monsieur is going to leave home ?" he asked.
"Yes," replied Phileas Fogg. "We are going
to make the tour of the world."
Passepartout, with his eyes wide open, his eye-
brows raised, his arms extended, and his body
collapsed, presented all the symptoms of an astonish-
ment amounting to stupor.
" The tour of the world !" he murmured.
" In eighty days," replied Mr. Fogg. , " So we have
not a moment to lose."
" But the trunks ?" said Passepartout, who was
unconsciously swinging his head from right to left.
"No trunks necessary. Only a carpet-bag. In
it two woolen shirts and three pairs of stockings.
The same for you. We will purchase on the way.
You may bring down my mackintosh and traveling
cloak, also stout shoes, although we will walk but
little or not at all. Go."
Passepartout would have liked to make reply.
He could not. He left Mr. Fogg's room, went up
to his own, fell back into a chair, and making use of
a common phrase in his country, he said : " Well,
well, that's pretty tough. I who wanted to remain
quiet!"
And mechanically he made his preparations for
PASSEPARTOUT PRESENTED HIMSELF
Tour of the World in Eighty Days. Pagr 25
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departure. The tour of the world in eighty
days ! Was he doing business with a madman ? No.
It was a joke, perhaps ? They were going to Dover.
Good. To Calais, let it be so. After all, it could
not cross the grain of the good fellow very much,
who had not trod the soil of his native country for
five years. Perhaps they would go as far as Paris,
and, indeed, it would give him pleasure to see the
great capital again. But, surely, a gentleman so
careful of his steps would stop there. Yes, doubt-
less ; but it was not less true that he was starting
out, that he was leaving home, this gentleman who
until this time had been such a home-body !
By eight o'clock Passepartout had put in order
the modest bag which contained his wardrobe and
that of his master ; then, his mind still disturbed,
he left his room^the door of which he closed care-
fully, and he rejoined Mr. Fogg.
. Mr. Fogg was ready. He carried under his arm
"Bradshaw's Continental Kail way Steam Transit
and General Guide," which was to furnish him all
the necessary directions for his journey. He took
the bag from Passepartout's hands, opened it, and
slipped into it a heavy package of those fine bank-
notes which are current in all countries.
" You have forgotten nothing ?" he asked.
" Nothing, monsieur."
" My mackintosh and cloak ?"
"Here they are."
" Good, take this bag," and Mr. Fogg handed it
to Passepartout. " And take good care of it," he
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added, " there are twenty thousand pounds in it."
The bag nearly slipped out of Passepartout's hands,
as if the twenty thousand pounds had been in gold
and weighed very heavy.
The master and servant then descended and the
street door was double locked. At the end of
Saville Kow there was a carriage-stand. Phileas
Fogg and his servant got into a cab, which was
rapidly driven toward Charing Cross Station, at
which one of the branches of the South-Eastern
Kailway touches. At twenty minutes after eight
the cab stopped before the gate of the station.
Passepartout jumped out. His master followed
him and paid the driver. At this moment a poor
beggar woman, holding a child in her arms, her
bare feet all muddy, her head covered with a
wretched bonnet from which hung a tattered
feather, and a ragged shawl over her other torn
garments, approached Mr. Fogg, and asked him for
help.
Mr. Fogg drew from his pocket the twenty
guineas which he had just won at whist, and giving
them to the woman, said : " Here, my good woman,
I'm glad to Jhave met you." Then he passed on.
Passepartout had something like a sensation of
moisture about his eyes. His master had made an
impression upon his heart.
Mr. Fogg and he went immediately into the large
sitting-room of the station. There Phileas Fogg
gave Passepartout the order to get two first-class
tickets for Paris. Then returning, he noticed his
five colleagues of the Keform Club.
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" Gentlemen, I'm going," he said, " and the vari-
ous vises put upon a passport which I take for that
purpose will enable you,, on my return, to verify
my journey."
" Oh ! Mr. Fogg," replied Gauthier Kalph, " that
is useless. We will depend upon your honor as a
gentleman !"
" It is better so," said Mr. Fogg.
"You do not forget that you ought to be
back ?" remarked Andrew Stuart.
" In eighty days," replied Mr. Fogg. " Saturday,
December 21, 1872, at quarter before nine P, M.
Au revoir, gentlemen."
At forty minutes after eight Phileas Fogg and
his servant took their seats in the same compart-
ment. At eight forty-five the whistle sounded, and
the train started.
The night was dark. A fine rain was falling.
Phileas Fogg, leaning back in his corner, did not
speak. Passepartout, still stupefied, mechanically
hugged up the bag with the banknotes.
But the train had not passed Sydenham, when
Passepartout uttered a real cry of despair !
"What is the matter?" asked Mr. Fogg.
" Why in in my haste my disturbed state of
mind, I forgot "
" Forgot what ?"
" To turn off the gas in my room."
"Very well, young man," replied Mr. Fogg
coolly, " it will burn at your expense..' '
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CHAPTEE Y.
IN WHICH A NEW SECURITY APPEARS ON THE LONDON
EXCHANGE.
PHILEAS FOGG in leaving London doubtless did
not suspect the great excitement which his departure
was going to create. The news of the wager spread
first in the Reform Club, and produced quite a stir
among the members of that honorable circle. Then
from the club it went into the papers through the
medium of the reporters, and from the papers to the
public of London and the entire United Kingdom.
The question of " the tour of the world " was com-
mented upon, discussed, dissected, with as much
passion and warmth as if it were a new Alabama
affair. Some took sides with Phileas Fogg, others
and they soon formed a considerable majority
declared against him. To accomplish this tour of
the world, otherwise than in theory and upon paper,
in this minimum of time, with the means of com-
munication employed at present, it was not only
impossible, it was visionary. The Times, the Stand-
ard, the Evening Star, the Morning Chronicle* and
twenty other papers of large circulation, declared
against Mr. Fogg. The Daily Telegraph alone sus-
tained him to a certain extent. Phileas Fogg was
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generally treated as a maniac, as a fool, and his
colleagues were blamed for having taken up his
wager, which impeached the soundness of the
mental faculties of its originator. Extremely
passionate, but very logical, articles appeared upon
the subject. The interest felt in England for every-
thing concerning geography is well known. So
there was not a reader, to whatever class he be-
longed, who did not devour the columns devoted to
Phileas Fogg.
During the first few days a few bold spirits,
principally ladies, were in favor of him, especially
after the Illustrated London News had published
his picture, copied from his photograph deposited
in the archives of the Keform Club. Certain gentle-
man dared to say, " Humph ! why not, after all ?
More extraordinary things have been seen !" These
were particularly the readers of the Daily Telegraph.
But it was soon felt that this journal commenced to
be weaker in its support.
In fact, a long article appeared on the 7th of
October, in the Bulletin of the Eoyal Geographical
Society. It treated the question from all points of
view, and demonstrated clearly the folly of the
enterprise. According to this article, everything
was against the traveler, the obstacles of man, and
the obstacles of nature. To succeed in this project,
it was necessary to admit a miraculous agreement
of the hours of arrival and departure, an agreement
which did not exist, and which could not exist. The
arrival of trains at a fixed hour could be counted
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upon strictly, and in Europe, where relatively short
distances are in question ; but when three days are
employed to cross India, and seven days to cross the
United States, could the elements of such a problem
be established to a nicety? The accident to
machinery, running of trains off the track, collisions,
bad weather, and the accumulation of snows, were
they not all against Phileas Fogg ? "Would he not
find himself in winter on the steamers at the mercy
of the winds or of the fogs ? Is it then so rare that
the best steamers of the ocean lines experience delays
of two o^ three days ? But the delay was sufficient
to break' irreparably the chain of communication.
If Phileas Fogg missed only by a few hours the de-
parture of a steamer, he would be compelled to wait
for the next steamer, and in this way his journey
would be irrevocably compromised. The article
made a great sensation. Nearly all the papers copied
it, and the stock in Phileas Fogg went down in a
marked degree.
During the first few days which followed the de-'
parture of the gentleman, important business trans-
actions had been made on the strength of his under-
taking. The world of bettors in England is a more
intelligent and elevated world than than that of
gamblers. To bet is according to the English tem-
perament ; so that not only the various members of
the Reform Club made heavy bets for or against
Phileas Fogg, but the mass of the public entered
into the movement. Phileas Fogg was entered like
a race-horse in a sort of stud book. A bond was
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issued which was immediately quoted upon the
London Exchange. " Phileas Fogg " was " bid " or
" asked " firm or above par, and enormous transac-
tions were made. But five days after his departure,
after the appearance of the article in the Bulletin
of the Geographical Society, the offerings com-
menced to come in plentifully. "Phileas Fogg"
declined. It was offered in bundles. Taken first at
five, then at ten, it was finally taken only at twenty,
at fifty, at one hundred !
Only one adherent remained steadfast to him.
It was the old paralytic, Lord Albemarle. This
honorable gentleman, confined to his armchair,
would have given his fortune to be able to make the
tour of the world, even in ten years. He bet five
thousand pounds in favor of Phileas Fogg, and even
when the folly as well as the uselessness of the pro-
ject was demonstrated to him, he contented himself
with replying : " If the thing is feasible, it is well
that an Englishman should be the first to do it !"
The adherents of Phileas Fogg became fewer and
fewer; everybody, and not without reason, was
putting himself against him; bets were taken at
one hundred and fifty and two hundred against
one, when, seven days after his departure, an
entirely unexpected incident caused them not to be
taken at all.
At nine o'clock in the evening of this day, the
Commissioner of the Metropolitan Police received a
telegraphic dispatch in the following words :
34 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA T8.
u SUEZ TO LONDON.
"KowAN, Commissioner of Police, Central Office,
Scotland Square :
" I have the bank robber, Phileas Fogg. Send
without delay warrant of arrest to Bombay (British
India),
" Fix, Detective."
The effect of this dispatch was immediate. The
honorable gentleman disappeared to make room for
the banknote robber. His photograph, deposited
at the Eeform Club with those of his colleagues,
was examined. It reproduced, feature by feature,
the man whose description had been furnished by
the commission of inquiry. They recalled how
mysterious Phileas Fogg's life had been, his isola-
tion, his sudden departure ; and it appeared evident
that this person, under the pretext of a journey
round the world, and supporting it by a senseless
bet, had had no other aim than to mislead the
agents of the English police.
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CHAPTEK YI.
IN WHICH THE AGENT, FIX, SHOWS A VEEY PEOPEE
IMPATIENCE.
THESE are the circumstances under which the dis-
patch concerning Mr. Phileas Fogg had been sent.
On Wednesday, the 9th of October, there was
expected at Suez, at eleven o'clock, A.M., the iron
steamer Mongolia, of the Peninsular and Oriental
Company, sharp built, with a spar deck, of two
thousand eight hundred tons burden, and nominally
of five hundred horse power. The Mongolia
made regular trips from Brindisi to Bombay by the
Suez Canal. It was one of the fastest sailers of the
line, and had always exceeded the regular rate of
speed, that is ten miles an hour between Brindisi
and Suez, and nine and fifty-three hundredths miles
between Suez and Bombay.
While waiting for the arrival of the Mongolia
two men were walking up and down the wharf in
the midst of the crowd of natives and foreigners
who come together in this town, no longer a small
one, to which the great work of M. Lesseps assures a
great future.
One of these men was the consular agent of the
United Kingdom, settled at Suez, who, in spite of
36 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA T8.
the doleful prognostications of the British govern-
ment and the sinister predictions of Stephenson, the
engineer, saw English ships passing through this
canal every day, thus cutting off one-half the old
route from England to the East Indies around the
Cape of Good Hope.
The other was a small, spare man r of a quite in-
telligent, nervous face, who was contracting his
eyebrows with remarkable persistence. Under his
long eyelashes there shone very bright eyes, but
whose brilliancy he could suppress at will. At this
moment he showed some signs of impatience, going,
coming, unable to remain in one spot.
The name of this man was Fix, and he was one
of the detectives, or agents of the English police,
that had been sent to the various seaports after the
robbery committed upon the Bank of England.
This Fix was to watch, with the greatest care, all
travelers taking the Suez route, and if one of them
seemed suspicious to him, to follow him up while
waiting for a warrant of arrest. Just two days
before Fix had received from the Commissioner of
the Metropolitan Police the description of the sup-
posed robber. It was that of the distinguished and
well-dressed gentleman who had been noticed in the
paying-room of the bank. The detective, evidently
much excited by the large reward promised in case
of success, was waiting then, with an impatience
easy to understand, the arrival of the Mongolia.
"And you say, consul," he asked, for the tenth
time, " that this vessel cannot be behind time ?"
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS. 37
-'No, Mr. Fix," replied the consul. "She was
signaled yesterday off Port Said, and the one hun-
dred and sixty kilometers of the canal are of no
moment for such a sailer. I repeat to you that the
Mongolia has always obtained the reward of
twenty-five pounds given by the government for
every gain of twenty-four hours over the regula-
tion time ."
"This steamer comes directly from Brindisi?"
asked Fix.
" Directly from Brindisi, where it took on the
India mail ; from Brindisi, which it left on Satur-
day, at five o'clock p. M. So have patience ; it can-
not be behindhand in arriving. But really I do not
see how, with the description you have received,
you could recognize your man, if he is on board the
Mongolia."
"Consul," replied Fix, "we feel these people
rather than know them. You must have a scent
for them, and the scent is like a special sense in
which are united hearing, sight, and smell. I have
in my life arrested more than one of these gentle-
men, and, provided that my robber is on board, I
will venture that he will not slip from my hands."
" I hope so, Mr. Fix, for it is a very heavy rob-
bery."
" A magnificent robbery," replied the enthusiastic
detective. " Fifty-five thousand pounds ! We don't
often have such windfalls ! The robbers are becom-
ing mean fellows. The race of Jack Sheppard is
dying out ! They are hung now for a few shillings."
38 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA Y8.
" Mr. Fix," replied the consul, " you speak in such
a way that I earnestly wish you to succeed ; but I
repeat to you that, from the circumstances in which
you find yourself, I fear that it will be difficult.
Do you not know that, according to the description
you have received, this robber resembles an honest
man exactly ?"
"Consul," replied the detective dogmatically,
" great robbers always resemble honest people. You
understand that those who have rogues' faces have
but one course to take, to remain honest, otherwise
they would be arrested. Honest physiognomies are
the very ones that must be unmasked. It is a dif-
ficult task, I admit ; and it is not a trade so much
as an art."
It is seen that the aforesaid Fix was not wanting
in a certain amount of self-conceit.
In the meantime the wharf was becoming lively
little by little. Sailors of various nationalities,
merchants, ship-brokers, porters, and fellahs were
coming together in large numbers. The arrival of
the steamer was evidently near. The weather was
quite fine, but the atmosphere was cold from the
east wind. A few minarets towered above the
town in the pale rays of the sun. Toward the
south, a jetty of about two thousand yards long ex-
tended like an arm into the Suez roadstead. Several
fishing and coasting vessels were tossing upon the
surface of the Eed Sea, some of which preserved in
their style the elegant shape of the ancient galley.
Moving among this crowd, Fix, from the habit of
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS. 39
his profession, was carefully examining the passers-
by with a rapid glance.
It was then half-past ten.
" But this steamer will never arrive !" he ex-
claimed, on hearing the port clock strike.
" She cannot be far off," replied the consul.
" How long will she stop at Suez ?" asked Fix.
"Four hours. Time enough to take in coal.
From Suez to Aden, at the other end of the Red
Sea, is reckoned thirteen hundred and ten miles, and
it is necessary to lay in fuel."
" And from Suez this vessel goes directly to Bom-
bay?"
" Directly, without breaking bulk."
" Well, then," said Fix, " if the robber has taken
this route ana this vessel, it must be in his plan to
disembark at Suez, in order to reach by another
route the Dutch or French possessions of Asia. He
must know very well that he would not be safe in
India, which is an English country."
" Unless he is a very shrewd man," replied the
consul. "You know that an English criminal is
is always better concealed in London than he would
be abroad."
After this idea, which gave the detective much
food for reflection, the consul returned to his office,
situated at a short distance. The detective re-
mained alone, affected by a certain nervous impa-
tience, having the rather singular presentiment that
his robber was to be found aboard the Mongolia
and truly, if this rascal had left England with the
40 TO UR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA YH.
intention of reaching the New "World, the East
India route, being watched less, or more, difficult
to watch than that of the Atlantic, ought to have
had his preference.
Fix was not long left to his reflections. Sharp
whistles announced the arrival of the steamer. The
entire horde of porters and fellahs rushed toward
the wharf in a bustle, somewhat inconveniencing
the limbs and the clothing of the passengers. A
dozen boats put off from the shore to meet the
Mongolia. Soon was seen the enormous hull of
the Mongolia passing between the shores of the
canal, and eleven o'clock was striking when the
steamer came to anchor in the roadstead, while the
escaping of the steam made a great noise. There
was quite a number of passengers aboard. Some
remained on the spar-deck, contemplating the pic-
turesque panorama of the town ; but the most of
them came ashore in the boats which had gone to
hail the Mongolia.
Fix was examining carefully all those that landed,
when one of them approached him, after having
vigorously pushed back the fellahs who overwhelmed
him with their offers of service, and asked him very
politely if he could show him the office of the Eng-
lish consular agent. And at the. same time this
passenger presented a passport upon which he doubt-
less desired to have the British vise. Fix instinct-
ively took the passport, and at a glance .read the
description in it. An involuntary movement almost
escaped him. The sheet trembled in his hand. The
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description contained in the passport was identical
with that which he had received from the Com-
missioner of the Metropolitan Police.
" This passport is not yoursj" he said to the pas-
senger.
" No," replied the latter, " it is my master's pass-
port."
" And your master ?"
" Remained on board."
" But," continued the detective, " he must present
himself in person at the consul's office to establish
his identity."
" What, is that necessary ?"
" Indispensable."
" And where is the office ?"
" There at the corner of the square," replied the
detective pointing out a house two hundred paces
off.
" Then I must go for my master, who will not be
pleased to have his plans deranged !"
Thereupon, the passenger bowed to Fix and re
turned aboard the steamer.
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DAYS.
CHAPTER VII.
WHICH SHOWS ONCE MOBE THE U8ELESSNESS OF PASS-
PORTS IN POLICE MATTERS.
THE detective left the wharf and turned quickly
toward the consul's office. Immediately upon his
pressing demand he was ushered into the presence
of that official.
" Consul," he said, without any other preamble,
" I have strong reason for believing that our man
has taken passage aboard the Mongolia." And Fix
related what had passed between the servant and
himself with reference to the passport.
" Well, Mr. Fix," replied the consul, " I would
not be sorry to see the face of this rogue. But per-
haps he will not present himself at my office if he is
what you suppose. A robber does not like to leave
behind him the tracks of his passage, and besides the
formality of passports is no longer obligatory."
" Consul," replied the detective, " if he is a shrewd
man, as we think, he will come."
" To have his passport vised f"
" Yes. Passports never serve but to incommode
honest people and to aid the flight of rogues. I
warrant you that his will be all regular, but I hope
certainly that you will not vise it."
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS. 43
" And why not ? If his passport is regular I have
no right to refuse my vise."
" But, consul, I must retain this man until I have
received from London a warrant of arrest."
" Ah, Mr. Fix, that is your business," replied the
consul, " but I I cannot "
The consul did not finish his phrase. At this
moment there was a knock at the door of his private
office, and the office-boy brought in two foreigners,
one of whom was the servant who had been talking
with the detective. They were, indeed, the master
and servant. The master presented his passport,
asking the consul briefly to be kind enough to vise
it. The latter took the passport and read it care-
fully, while Fix, in one corner of the room, was
observing or rather devouring the stranger with his
eyes.
"When the consul had finished reading, he asked :
" You are Phileas Fogg, Esquire ?"
" Yes, sir," replied the gentleman.
" And this man is your servant ?"
" Yes, a Frenchman named Passepartout."
" You come from London ?"
"Yes."
" And you are going ?"
" To Bombay."
" Well, sir, you know, that this formality of the
vise is useless, and that we no longer demand the
presentation of the passport ?"
" I know it, sir," replied Phileas Fogg, " but I
wish to prove by your vise my trip to Suez."
44 TOUR OF TEE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS.
" Very well, sir."
And the consul having signed and dated the pass-
port, affixed his seal, Mr. Fogg settled the fee, and
having bowed coldly, he went out, followed by Ms
servant.
" Well ?" asked the detective.
" Well," replied the consul, " he has the appear-
ance of a perfectly honest man !"
"Possibly," replied Fix; "but that is not the
question with us. Do you find, consul, that this
phlegmatic gentleman resembles, feature for fea-
ture, the robber whose description I have received ?"
"I agree with you, but you know that all de-
scriptions ' '
" I shall have a clear conscience about it," replied
Fix. " The servant appears to me less of a riddle
than the master. Moreover, he is a Frenchman,
who cannot keep from talking. I will see you
again, consul."
The detective then went out, intent upon the
search for Passepartout.
In the meantime Mr. Fogg, after leaving the
consul's house, had gone toward the wharf. There
he gave some orders to his servant; then he got
into a boat, returned on board the Mongolia, and
went into his cabin. He took out his memorandum
book, in which were the following notes :
" Left London, Wednesday, October 2, 8:45 p. M.
" Arrived at Paris, Thursday, October 3, 7:20 A. M.
" Left Paris, Thursday, 8:40 A. M.
"Arrived at Turin via Mont Cenis, Friday, October
4, 6:35 A. M.
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" Left Turin, Friday, 7:20 A. M.
" Arrived at Brindisi, Saturday, October 5, 4 p. M,
" Set sail on the Mongolia, Saturday, 5 p. M.
" Arrived at Suez, Wednesday, October 9, 11 A. M.
" Total of hours consumed, 158 1-2 ; or in days,
6 1-2 days."
Mr. Fogg wrote down these dates in a guide-
book arranged by columns, which indicated, from
the 2d of October to the 21st of December the
month, the day of the month, the day of the week,
the stipulated and actual arrivals at each principal
point, Paris, Brindisi, Suez, Bombay, Calcutta,
Singapore, Hong Kong, Yokahama, San Francisco,
New York, Liverpool, London, and which allowed
him to figure the gain made or the loss experienced
at each place on the route. In this methodical
book he thus kept an account of everything, and
Mr. Fogg knew always whether he was ahead of
time or behind.
He noted down then this day, Wednesday," Oc-
tober 9, his arrival at Suez, which agreeing with
the stipulated arrival neither made a gain nor a
loss. Then he had his breakfast served up in
his cabin. As to seeing the town he did not even
think of it, being of that race of Englishmen who
have their servants visit the countries they pass
through.
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CHAPTEK VIII.
IN WHICH PASSEPARTOUT PERHAPS TALKS A LITTLB
MORE THAN IS PROPER.
Fix had in a few moments rejoined Passepartout
on the wharf, who was loitering and looking about,
not believing that he was obliged not to see any-
thing.
" Well, my friend," said Fix coming up to him,
" is your passport vised f "
"Ah ! it is you, monsieur," replied the Frenchman.
" Much obliged. It is all in order."
" And you are looking at the country ?"
" Yes, but we go so quickly that it seems to me
as if I am traveling in a dream. And so we are in
Suez ?"
" Yes, in Suez."
"In Egypt?"
" You are quite right, in Egypt."*
"And in Africa?"
"Yes, in Africa."
" In Africa !" repeated Passepartout. " I cannot
believe it. Just fancy, sir, that I imagined we
would not go further than Paris, and I saw this
famous capital again between twenty minutes after
seven and twenty minutes of nine in the morning,
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between the Northern Station and the Lyons Sta-
tion, through the windows of a cab in a driving
rain ! I regret it ! I would have so much liked to
see again Pere-la-Chaise and the Circus of the
Champs Elysees 1"
"You are then in a great hurry?" asked the
detective.
" No, I am not, but my master is. By the bye, I
must buy some shirts and shoes ! We came away
without trunks, with a carpet-bag only."
" I am going to take you to a shop where you.will
find everything you want."
" Monsieur," replied Passepartout, " you are really
very kind !"
And both started off. Passepartout talked inces-
santly.
" Above all," he said, " I must take care not to
miss the steamer !"
" You have the time," replied Fix, " it is only
noon."
Passepartout pulled out his large watch.
" Noon. Pshaw ! It is eight minutes of ten !"
" Your watch is slow," replied Fix.
"My watch! A family watch that has come
down from my great-grandfather ! It don't vary
five minutes in the year. It is a genuine chronom-
eter."
" I see what is the matter," replied Fix. " You
have kept London time, which is about two hours
slower than Suez. You must be caref ul to set your
watch at noon in each country."
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" "What ! I touch my watch !" cried Passepartout.
" Never."
" Well, then, it will not agree with the sun."
" So much the worse for the sun, monsieur ! The
sun will be wrong then !"
And the good fellow put his watch back in his fob
with a magnificent gesture.
A few moments after Fix said to him : " You left
London very hurriedly, then ?"
" I should think so ! Last Wednesday, at eight
o'clock in the evening, contrary to all his habits,
Monsieur Fogjg returned from his club, and in three-
quarters of an hour afterward we were off."
"But where is your master going, then?"
" Eight straight ahead ! He is making the tour
of the world !"
" The tour of the world ?" cried Fix.
" Yes, in eighty days ! On a wager, he says ; but,
between ourselves, I do not believe it. There is no
common sense in it. There must be something
else."
" This Mr. Fogg is an original genius ?"
" I should think so."
"Is he rich?"
" Evidently, and he carries such a fine sum with
him in fresh, new banknotes ! And he doesn't spare
his money on the route ! Oh ! but he has promised
a splendid reward to the engineer of the Mongolia,
if we arrive at Bombay considerably in advance !"
" And you have known him for a long time, this
toaster of yours ?"
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" 1," replied Passepartout, " I entered his service
the very day of our departure."
The effect which these answers naturally produced
upon the mind of the detective, already strained
with excitement, may easily be imagined.
This hurried departure from London so short a
time after the robbery, this large sum carried away,
this haste to arrive in distant countries, this pretext
of an eccentric wager, all could have no other effect
than to confirm Fix in his ideas. He kept the
Frenchman talking, and learned to a certainty that
this fellow did not know his master at all, that he
lived isolated in London, that he was called rich
without the source of his fortune being known, that
he was a mysterious man, etc. But at the same
time Fix was certain that Phileas Fogg would
not get off at Suez, but that he was really going to
Bombay.
" Is Bombay far from here ?" asked Passepartout.
" Pretty far," replied the detective. " It will take
you ten days more by sea."
" And where do you locate Bombay ?"
" In India."
"In Asia?"
" Of course."
" The deuce ! What I was going to tell you
there is one thing that bothers me it is my
burner."
"What burner?"
" My gas-burner, which I forgot to turn off, and
which is burning at my expense. Now, I have cal-
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culated that it will cost me two shillings each
twenty-four hours, exactly sixpence more than I
earn, and you understand that, however little our
journey may be prolonged "
Did Fix understand the matter of the gas? It is
improbable. He did not listen any longer, and was
coming to a determination. The Frenchman and
he had arrived at the shop. Fix left his companion
there making his purchases, recommending him not
to miss the departure of the Mongolia, and he re-
turned in great haste to the consul's office. Fix had
regained his coolness completely, now that he was
fully convinced.
" Monsieur," said he to the consul, " I have my
man. He is passing himself off as an oddity, who
wishes to make the tour of the world in eighty
days."
" Then he is the rogue," replied the consul, " and
he counts on returning to London after having de-
ceived all the police of the two continents."
" We will see," replied Fix.
" But are you not mistaken ?" asked the consul
once more.
" I am not mistaken."
" Why, then, has this robber insisted upon having
his stopping at Suez confirmed by a vise f"
"Why? I do not know, consul," replied the
detective ; " but listen to me." And in a few words
he related the salient points of his conversation with
the servant of the said Fogg.
" Indeed," said the consul, " all the presumptions
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are against this man. And what are you going to
do?"
" Send a dispatch to London with the urgent re-
quest to send to me at once at Bombay a warrant
of arrest, set sail upon the Mongolia, follow my
robber to the Indies, and there, on English soil,
accost him politely, with the warrant in one hand,
and the other hand upon his shoulder."
Having coolly uttered these words, the detective
took leave of the consul, and repaired to the
telegraph office. Thence he dispatched to the Com-
missioner of the Metropolitan Police, as we have
already seen. A quarter of an hour later Fix, with
his light baggage in his hand, and besides well sup-
plied with money, went on board the Mongolia,
and soon the swift steamer was threading its way
.under full head of steam on the waters of the Ked
Sea.
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CHAPTEK IX.
IN WHICH THE BED SEA AND THE INDIAN OCEAN
SHOW THEMSELVES PBOPITIOUS TO PHILEAS FOGG'S
DESIGNS.
THE distance between Suez and Aden is exactly
thirteen hundred and ten miles, and the time-table
of the company allows its steamers a period of one
hundred and thirty-eight hours to make the dis-
tance. The Mongolia, whose fires were well kept
up, moved along rapidly enough to anticipate her
stipulated arrival. Q^early all the passengers who
came aboard at Brindisi had India for their destina-
tion. Some were going to Bombay, others to Cal-
cutta^ but via Bombay, for since a railway crosses
the entire breadth of the Indian peninsula, it is no
logger necessary to double the island of Ceylon.
jAmong these passengers of the Mongolia there
were several officials of the civil servicejjand army
officers] of every grade. Of the latter, some be-
longed to the British army, properly so-called ; the
others commanded the native Sepoy troops, all
receiving high salaries, since the government has
taken the place of the powers and charges of the
old East India Company sub-lieutenants receiving
280; brigadiers, 2,400; and generals, 4,000.
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The emoluments of officials in the civil service are
still higher : Simple assistants in the first rank get
480 ; judges, 2,400 ; the president judges, 10,000 ;
governors, 12,000 ; and the governor-general more
than 24,000.
f^There was good living on board the Mongolia in
trus company of officials, to which were added some
young Englishmen, who, with a million in their
pockets, were going to establish commercial houses
abroad. The purser, the confidential man of the
company, the equal of the captain on board the
ship, did things up elegantly. At the breakfast, at
the lunch at two o'clock, at the dinner at half-past
five, at the supper at eight o'clock, the tables
groaned under the dishes of fresh meat and the
relishes, furnished by the refrigerator and the
pantries of the steamer. \The ladies, of whom there
were a few, changed theirT;oilet twice a day. There
was music^and there was dancing also when the sea
allowed itTj
But the Eed Sea is very capricious and too fre-
quently rough, like all long, narrow bodies of water.
When the wind blew either from the coast of Asia,
or from the coast of Africa, the Mongolia, being
very long and sharp-built, and struck amidships,
rolled fearfully. The ladies then disappeared ; the
pianos were silent; songs and dances ceased at
once. And yet, notwithstanding the squall and the
agitated waters, the steamer, driven by its powerful
engine, pursued its course without delay to the
Straits of Bab-el-Mandeb.
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\What was Phileas Fogg doing all this time Li It
might be supposed that, always uneasy and anxious,
his mind would be occupied with the changes of the
wind interfering with the progress of the vessel,
the irregular movements of the squall threatening
an accident to the engine, and in short all the pos-
sible injuries, which, compelling the Mongolia to
put into some port, would have interrupted his
journey.
By no means, or, at least, if this gentleman
thought of these probabilities, he did not let it ap-
pear as if he did. He was the same impassible
man, the imperturbable member of the Reform
Club, whom no incident or accident could surprise.
He did not appear more affected than the ship's
chronometers. [_He was seldom seen upon the deck.
He troubled himself very little about looking at
this Ked Sea, so fruitful in recollections, the spot
where the first historic scenes of mankincywere en-
acted. He did not recognize the curious towns
scattered upon its shores, and whose picturesque
outlines stood out sometimes against the horizon.
He did not even dream of the dangers of the Gulf
of Arabia, of which the ancient historians, Strabo,
Arrius, Artemidorus, and others, always spoke with
dread, and upon which the navigators never ven-
tured in former times without having consecrated
their voyage by propitiatory sacrifices.
What was this queerf ellow, imprisoned upon the
Mongolia, doing? jjAfct tost he took his four meals a
day^the rolling and pitching of the ship not putting
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out ofj>rder his mechanism, so wonderfully organ-
ized. I Then he played at whistT/ For he found
companions as devoted to it as himself ; a collector
of taxes, who was going to his post at Goa ; a min-
ister, the Eev. Decimus Smith, returning to Bom-
bay ; and a brigadier-general of the English army,
who was rejoining his corps at Benares. These
three passengers had the same passion for whist as
Mr. Fogg, and they played for entire hours, not
less quietly than he.
[As for Passepartout, seasickness had taken no
holci on him. He occupied a forward cabin, and
eafc conscientiously. It must be said that the voy-
age made under these circumstances was decidedly
not unpleasant to himTj He rather liked his share
of it. [Well fed and well lodged, he was seeing the
country, and besides he asserted to himself that all
this whim would end at Bombay. j [The next day
after leaving Suez it was not without a certain
pleasure that he met on deck the obliging jgerson
whom he had addressed on landing in Egypt./
I" I am not mistaken," he said, on approaching
him with his most amiable smile, " you are the very
gentleman that so kindly served as my guide in
Suez?"
"Indeed," replied the detective, "I recognize
you ! You are the servant of that odd English-
man "
" Just so, monsieur "
"Fix."
u Monsieur Fix," replied Passepartout. " De-
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lighted to meet you again on board this vessel. And
where are you going ?"
" Why, to the same place as yourself, Bombay."
" That is first-rate ! Have you already made this
trip?"
" Several times," replied Fix. " I am an agent of
the Peninsular Company."
" Then you know India ?"
" Why yes," replied Fix, who did not wish to
commit himself too far.
" And this India is a curious place ?"
" Yery curious ! Mosques, minarets, temples,
fakirs, pagodas, tigers, serpents, dancing girls ! But
it is to be hoped that you will have time to visit the
country ?"
" I hope so, Monsieur Fix. You understand very
well that it is not permitted to a man of sound
mind to pass his life in jumping from a steamer into
a railway car and from a railway car into a steamer
under the pretext of making the tour of the world
in eighty daysjj No. All these gymnastics will
cease at Bombay, don't doubt it."
j^nd Mr. Fogg is well ?" asked Fix, in the most
natural tone.
"Yery well, Monsieur Fix, and I am too. I
eat like an ogre that has been fasting. It is the sea
air."
" I never see your master on deck."
" Never. He is not inquisitive."
" Do you know, Mr. Passepartout, that this pre-
tended tour in eighty days .might very well be the
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS. 57
cover for some secret mission a diplomatic mission,
for example !"
" Upon my word, Monsieur Fix, I don't know
anything about itjl confess, and really I wouldn't
give a half-crown to know."
\jkfter this meeting Passepartout and Fix fre-
quently talked together^ The detective thought he
ought to have close relations with the servant of
this gentleman Fogg. There might be an occasion
when he could serve him. He frequently offered
him, in the barroom of the Mongolia, a few
glasses of whisky or pale ale, which the good fellow
accepted without reluctance, and returned even so
as not to be behind him finding this Fix to be a
very honest gentleman.
i"ln the meantime the steamer was rapidly getting
on. On the 13th they sighted Mochajwhich ap^
peared in its inclosure of ruined walls, above which
were hanging green date trees. At a distance, in
the mountains, there were seen immense fields of
coffee trees. Passepartout was delighted to behold
this celebrated place, and he found, with its cir-
cular walls and a dismantled fort in the shape
of a handle, it looked like an enormous cup and
saucer.
I During the following night the Mongolia passed
through the straits of Bab-el-Mandebjthe Arabic
name of which signifies " The Gate of Tears, Tand
the next day, the 14th, she put in at Steamer PomJ^l
to the northwest of Aden harbor. There she was
to lay in coal again. This obtaining fuel for steam-
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ers at such distances from the centers of production
is a very serious matter. It amounts to an annual
expense for the Peninsular Company of eight , hun-
dred thousand pounds. It has been necessary, in-
deed, to establish depots in several ports, and in
these distant seas coal reaches as high as from three
to four pounds per ton.
The Mongolia had still sixteen hundred and
fifty miles to make before reaching Bombay, and
she had to remain four hours at Steamer Point, to
lay in her coal. But this delay could not in any
way be prejudicial to Phileas Fogg's programme.
It was foreseen. Besides, the Mongolia, instead
of fofcb arriving at Aden until the morning of the
15th, put in there the evening of the 14th, a gain of
fifteen hours.
fMr. Fogg and his servant landed. The gentle-
man wished to have his passpoj vised. Fix
followed him without being noticed.! The formal-
ity of the vise through with, Phileas Fogg returned
on board to resume his interrupted play. Passe-
partout, according to his custom, loitered about in
the midst of the population of Somanlis, Banyans,
Parsees, Jews, Arabs, Europeans, making up the
twenty-five thousand inhabitants of Aden. He
admired the fortifications which make of this town
the Gibraltar of the Indian Ocean, and some splen-
did cisterns, at which the English engineers were
still working, two thousand years after the engineers
of King Solomon.
"Yery singular, very singular!" said Passepar-
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tout to himself on returning aboard. " I see that
it is not useless to travel, if we wish to to see any-
thing new."
^At six o'clock p. M. the Mongolia was plowing
the waters of thej Aden harbor, and soon reached
theflndian OceanJ She had one hundred and sixty-
eight hours to make the distance between Aden and
Bombay. (The Indian Ocean was favorable] to her,
the wind kept in the northwest, and the sails came
to the aid of the steam. The ship, well balanced,
rolled less. The ladies, in fresh toilets, reappeared
upon the deck. The singing and dancing recom-
menced.
VTheir voyage was then progressing under
tnJ most favorable circumstances.J Passepartout
was delighted with the agreeable companion whom
chance had procured for him in the person of this
Fix.
[On Sunday, the 20th of October, toward noon,
they sighted the Indian coast/J Two hours later
the pilot came aboard the Mongolia. The outlines
of the hills blended with the sky. Soon the rows
of palm trees which abound in the place came into
distinct view.
The steamer soon entered the harbor formed
by the islands of Salcette, Colaba, Elephanta,
Butcher, and at half-past four she put in at the
wharves of Bombay. Phileas Fogg was then fin-
ishing the thirty-third rubber of the day, and his
partner and himself, thanks to a bold maneuver,
having made thirteen tricks, wound up this fine trip
60 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA T8.
by a splendid victory. \ The Mongolia was not due
at Bombay until the 22ft of October. She arrived
on the 20th. This was a gain of two days, then,
since his departure from London, and Phileas Fogg
methodically noted it down in his memorandum-
book in the column of gains. ~
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CHAPTEE X.
IN WHICH PASSEPARTOUT IS ONLY TOO HAPPY TO GET
OFF WITH THE LOSS OF HIS SHOES.
]S"o one is ignorant of the fact that India, this
great reversed triangle whose base is to the north
and its apex to the south, comprises a superficial
area of fourteen hundred thousand square miles,
over which is unequally scattered a population of
one hundred and eighty millions of inhabitants.
The British government exercises a real dominion
over a certain portion of this vast country. It
maintains a governor-general at Calcutta, governors
at Madras, Bombay, and Bengal, and a lieutenant-
governor at Agra.
But English India, properly so-called, counts only
a superficial area of seven hundred thousand square
miles and a population of one hundred to one hun-
dred and ten millions of inhabitants. It is sufficient
to say that a prominent part of the territory is
still free from the authority of the queen ; and
indeed, with some of the rajahs of the interior,
fierce and terrible, Hindoo independence is still ab-
solute. Since 1756 the period at which was
founded the first English establishment on the spot
to-day occupied by the city of Madras until the
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year in which broke out the great Sepoy insurrec-
tion, the celebrated East India Company was all-
powerful. It annexed little by little the various
provinces, bought from the rajahs at the price of
annual rents, which it paid in part, or not at all ; it
named its governor-general and all its civil or mil-
itary employees ; but now it no longer exists, and
the English possessions in India are directly under
the crown. Thus the aspect, the manners, and the
distinctions of race of the peninsula are being
changed every day. Formerly they traveled by all
the old means of conveyance, on foot, on horseback,
in carts, in small vehicles drawn by men, in palan-
quins, on men's backs, in coaches, etc. Now, steam-
boats traverse with great rapidity the Indus and the
Ganges, and a railway crossing the entire breadth
of India, and branching in various directions, puts
Bombay at only three days from Calcutta.
The route of this railway does not follow a
straight line across India. The air-line distance is
only one thousand to eleven hundred miles, and
trains, going at only an average rapidity, would not
take three days to make it ; but this distance is in-
creased at least one-third by the arc described by
the railway rising to Allahabad, in the northern
part of the peninsula. In short, these are the prin-
cipal points of the route of the Great Indian Penin-
sular Eailway. Leaving the island of Bombay it
crosses Salcette, touches the mainland opposite Tan-
nah, crosses the chain of the Western Ghauts, runs
to the northeast as far as Burhampour, goes through
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DAYS. 63
the nearly independent territory of Bundelcund,
rises as far as Allahabad, turns toward the east,
meets the Ganges at Benares, turns slightly aside,
and descending again to the southeast by Burdivan
and the French town of Chandernagor, it reaches
the end of the route at Calcutta.
I It was at half-past four P.M. that the passengers of
tEe Mongolia had landed in Bombay, and the train
for Calcutta would leave at precisely eight o'clock.
Mr. Fogg then took leave of his partners, left the
steamer, gave his servant directions for some pur-
chases, recommended him expressly to be at the
station before eight o'clock, and with his regular
ste^ which beat the seconds like the pendulum of an
astronomical clock][jie turned his steps toward the
passport office.! ^He did not think of looking at any
of the wonders of Bombal^neither the city hall, nor
the magnificent library, nor the forts, nor the docks,
nor the cotton market, nor the shops, nor the
mosques, nor the synagogues, nor the Armenian
' churches, nor the splendid pagoda of Malebar Hill,
adorned with two polygonal towers. He would not
contemplate either the masterpieces of Elephanta or
its mysterious hypogea, concealed in the southeast
of the harbor, or the Kanherian grottoes of the
Island of Salcette, those splendid remains of Bud-
dhist architecture ! No, nothing of that for him.
l^After leaving the passport officejPhileas Fogg qui-
etly repaired to the station, and there had dinner
served] Among other dishes,Cthe landlord thought
he ought to recommend to him a certain giblet of
64 TO UR OF TEE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA T8.
" native xajikit;," of which he spoke in the highest
terms. /Fhileas Fogg accepted the giBlet and tasted
it conscientiously ; but in spite of the spiced sauce,
he found it detestable J j He rang for the landlord.!
CJ Sir," he said, looking at him steadily, " is that
rabbit?"
" Yes, my lord," replied the rogue boldly, " the
rabbit of the jungles."
"And that rabbit did not mew when it was
killed ?"
"Mew! oh, my lord! a rabbit! I swear to
you "
" Landlord," replied Mr. Fogg coolly, " don't swear,
and recollect this : in former times, in India, cats
were considered sacred animals. That was a good
time."
" For the cats, my lord ?"
"And perhaps also for the travelers !"
After this observation Mr. Fogg went on quietly
with his dinner.
A few minutes after Mr. Fogg, the detective Fix
also landed from the Mongolia, and hastened to the
commissioner of police in Bombay. He made him-
self known in his capacity as detective, the mission
with which he was chargedjhis position toward the
robber. '<Had a warrant of arrest been received from
London ? xhey had received nothing. And, in fact,
the warrant, leaving after Fogg, could not have
arrived yet.
Fix was very much out of countenance. He wished
to obtain from the commissioner an order for the
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS. 65
arrest of this gentleman Fogg. The director re*
fusedj The affair concerned the metropolitan gov-
ernment, and it alone could legally deliver a war-
rant. This strictness of principles, this rigorous
observance of legality is easily explained with the
English manners, which, in the matter of personal
liberty, does not allow anything arbitrary. [Fix did
not persist, and understood that he wouIS. have
to be resigned to waiting for his warrant. But he
resolved not to lose sight of Jiis mysterious rogue
while he remained in BombayJ He did not doubt
that Phileas Fogg would stop there and, as we
know, it was also Passepartout's conviction which
would give the warrant of arrest the time to arrive.
[But after the last orders which his master had
given him on leaving the Mongolia, Passepartout
had understood very well that it wouldvbe the same
with Bombay as with Suez and Paris, j tEat the jour-
ney would not stop here, that it woul cTLe continued
at least as far as Calcutta, and perhaps further. And
he began to ask himself if, after all, this bet of Mr.
Fogg was not really serious,; and if a fatality was
not dragging him, he who wished to live at rest, to
accomplish the tour of the world in eighty days !
I^While waiting, and after having obtained some
Snirts and shoes, he took a walk through the streets
of Bombay.^ There was a great crowd of people
there, and among them Europeans of all nationali-
ties, Persians with pointed caps, Banyans with round
turbans, Sindes with square caps, Armenians in long
robes, Parsees in black miters. A festival was just
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being held by the Parsees, the direct descendants of
the followers of Zoroaster, who are the most indus-
trious, the most civilized, the most intelligent, the
most austere of the Hindoos a race to which now
belong the rich native merchants of Bombay. Upon
this day they were celebrating a sort of religious
carnival, with processions and amusements, in which
figured dancing girls dressed in rose-colored gauze
embroidered with gold and silver, who danced won-
derfully and with perfect decency to the sound of
viols and tam-tams.
It is superfluous to insist here whether Passe-
partout looked at these curious ceremonies, whether
his eyes and ears were stretched wide open to see
and hear, whether his entire appearance was that of
the freshest greenhorn that can be imagined. Un-
fortunately for himself and his mastej^Whose journey
he ran the risk of interruptingjlds curiosity dragged
him further than was proper>
In fact, after having looked at this Parsee carnival,
Passepartout turned toward the station, when, pas-
sing the splendid pagoda on Malebar Hill, he took
the unfortunate notion to visit its interior. He was
ignorant of two things : First, that the entrance into
certain Hindoo pagodas is formally forbidden to
Christians, and next, that the believers themselves
cannot enter there without having left their shoes
at the door,3 It must be remarked here that the
English government, for sound political reasons,
respecting and causing to be respected it its most
insignificant details the religion of the country,
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pnnishes severely whoever violates its practices.
fPassepartout having gone in, without thinking of
cloing wrong, like a simple traveler, was admiring
in the interior\the dazzling glare of the Brahmin
omamentation,|when he was suddenlyjthrown down
on the sacred floor. Cjhree priests, with furious
looks, rushed upon him, tore off his shoes and
stockings, and ^commenced to beat him^ uttering
savage cries. /The j^nchniaik_yigQrjcms I and agile,
rose again quicEly. !fWith ablow of his fist and a
kick he upset two of his adversariesjivery much
hampered by their long robesand rushing out of the
pagoda with all the quickness of his legs, he had
soon distanced and got out of sight of the third
Hindoo, who had followed him closely^ by ming-
ling with the crowd.
[At five minutes of eight, just a few minutes
before the leaving of the train, hatless and barefoot,
having lost in the scuffle the bundle containing his
purchases, Passepartout arrived at the railway
station. Fix was on the wharf. Having followed
Mr. Fogg to the station he understood that the
rogue was going to leave Bombay. His mind was
immediately made up to accompany him to Calcutta,
and further if it was necessary. Passepartout did
not see Fix, who was standing in a dark place, but
Fix heard him tell his adventures in a few words to
his master.
" I hope it will not happen to you again," was all
Phileas Fogg replied, taking a seat in one of the
cars of the train. The poor fellow, barefoot and
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quite discomfited, followed his master without say-
ing a word.
Fix was going to get in another car, when a
thought stopped him, and suddenly modified his
plan of departure. " No, I will remain," he said to
himself. " A transgression committed upon Indian
territory. I have my manj
At this moment the locomotive gave a vigorous
whistle, ancfthe train disappeared in the darknessT]
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CHAPTER XL
IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG BTJYS A CONVEYANCE AT A
FABULOUS PRICE.
THE train had started on time. It carried a
certain number of travelers, some officers, civil
officials, and opium and indigo merchants, whose
business called them to the eastern part of the
peninsula.
^Passepartout occupied the same compartment
as his master. A third traveler was in the opposite
corner.
It was the Brigadier-General Sir Francis Cro-
marty, one of the partners of Mr. Fogg during the
trip from Suez to Bombay, who was rejoining his
troops, stationed near BenaresTj
Sir Francis Cromarty, tall, fair, about fifty years
old, who had distinguished himself highly during
the last revolt of the Sepoys, had truly deserved to
be called a native. From his youth he had lived in
India, and had only been occasionally in the country
of his birth. \He was a well-posted man, who would
have been glad to give information as to the man-
ners, the history, the organization of this Indian
country, if Phileas Fogg had been the man to ask
for such things. But this gentlemen was not asking
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anything^ He was not traveling, he was describing
a circumference. He was a heavy body, traversing
an orbit around the Jke terrestrial globe, according
to the laws of rational mechanics. ^At this moment
he was going over in his mind the calculations
of the hours consumed since his departure from Lon-
don^and he would have rubbed his hands, if it had
been in his nature to make a useless movement.
Sir Francis Cromarty had recognized the original-
ity of his traveling companion, although he had only
studied him with his cards in his hands, and between
two rubbers. He was ready to ask whether a
human heart beat beneath this cold exterior, whether
Phileas Fogg had a soul alive to the beauties of na-
ture and to moral aspirations. That was the ques-
tion for him. Of all the oddities the general had
met none were to be compared to this product of
the exact sciences. Phileas Fogg had not kept
secret from Sir Francis Cromarty his plan for a tour
around the world, nor the conditions under which
he was carrying it out. The general saw in this bet
only an eccentricity without an useful aim, and
which was wanting nece&sarily in the transire bene-
faciendo which ought to guide every reasonable man.
In the manner in which this singular gentleman was
moving on he would evidently be doing nothing,
either for himself or for others.
An hour after having left Bombay the train,
crossing the viaducts, had left behind the Island of
Salcette and reached the mainland. At the station
Callyan it left to the right the branch which, via
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Kandallah and Pounah, descends toward the south-
east of India, and reaches the station Panwell. At
this point it became entangled in the defiles of the
Western Ghaut mountains, with bases of trap and
basalt, whose highest summits are covered with thick
woods.
From time to time Sir Francis Cromarty and
Phileas Fogg exchanged a few words, and at this
moment the general, recommencing a conversation
which frequently lagged, said :
"A few years ago, Mr. Fogg, you would have ex-
perienced at this point a delay which would have
probably interrupted your journey."
"Why so, Sir Francis ?"
"Because the railway stopped at the base of these
mountains, which had to be crossed in a palanquin
or on a pony's back as far as the station of Kan-
dallah, on the opposite slope."
"That delay would not have deranged my pro-
gramme," replied Mr. Fogg. "I would have fore-
seen the probability of certain obstacles."
"But, Mr. Fogg," replied the general, "you are
in danger of having a bad business on your hands
with this young man's adventure."
Passepartout, with his feet wrapped up in his
cloak, was sleeping soundly, and did not dream that
they were talking about him.
"The English government is extremely severe,
and rightly, for this kind of trespass," replied Sir
Francis Cromarty. "It insists, above all things,
that the religious customs of the Hindoos shall be
respected, and if your servant had been taken "
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" Yes, if he had been taken, Sir Francis," replied
Mr, Fogg, " he would have been sentenced, he would
have undergone his punishment, and then he would
have quietly returned to Europe. I do not see how
this matter could have delayed his master !"
And thereupon the conversation dropped again.
During the night the train crossed the Ghauts,
passed on to Nassik, and the next day, the 21st of
October, it was hurrying across a comparatively flat
country, formed by the Khandeish territory. The
country, well cultivated, was strewn with small
villages, above which the minaret of the pagoda
took the place of the steeple of the European
church. Numerous small streams, principally trib-
utaries of the Godavery, irrigated this fertile
country.
Passepartout having waked up, looked around,
and could not believe that he was crossing the
country of the Hindoos in a train of the Great
Peninsular Railway. It appeared improbable to
him. And yet there was nothing more real ! The
locomotive, guided by the arm of an English
engineer and heated with English coal, was puffing
out its smoke over plantations of cotton trees, coffee,
nutmeg, clove, and red pepper. The steam twisted
itself into spirals about groups of palms, between
which appeared picturesque bungalows, a few viharis
(a sort of abandoned monasteries), and wonderful
temples enriched by the inexhaustible ornament of
Indian architecture. Then immense reaches of
country stretched out of sight, jungles in which were
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not wanting snakes and tigers, whom the noise of
the train did not frighten, and finally forests cut
through by the route of the road, still the haunt of
elephants, which, with a pensive eye, looked at the
train as it passed so rapidly.
During the morning, beyond the station of
Malligaum, the travelers traversed that fatal terri-
tory which was so frequently drenched with blood
by the sectaries of the goddess Kali. Not far off
rose Ellora and its splendid pagodas, and the cele-
brated Aurungabad, the capital of the ferocious
Aureng-Zeb, now simply the principal place of one
of the provinces detached from the kingdom of
Nizam. It was over this country that Feringhea,
the chief of the Thugs, the king of stranglers, ex-
ercised his dominion. These assassins, united in an
association that could not be reached, strangled, in
honor of the goddess of death, victims of every age,
without ever shedding blood, and there was a time
when the ground could not be dug up anywhere in
this neighborhood without finding a corpse. The
English government has been able, in great part, to
prevent these murders, but the horrible organization
exists yet, and carries on its operations.
{At half -past twelve the train stopped at the
station at Burhampour, and Passepartout was able
to obtain for gold a pair of Indian slippers, orna-
mented with false pearls, which he put on with an
evident show of vanityv The travelers took a hasty
breakfast, and started again for Assurghur, after
having for a moment stopped upon the shore of the
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Tapty, a small river emptying into the Gulf of
Cambay, near Surat.
It is opportune to mention the thoughts with
which Passepartout was busied. Until his arrival
at Bombay he had thought that matters would go
no further. But now that he was hurrying at full
speed across India his mind had undergone a change.
His natural feelings came back to him with a rush.
He felt again the fanciful ideas of his youth, he
took seriously his master's plans, he believed in the
reality of the bet, and consequently in this tour of
the world, and in this maximum of time which
could not be exceeded. Already he was disturbed
at the possible delays, the accidents which might
occur upon the route. He felt interested in the
wager, and trembled at the thought that he might
have compromised it the evening before by his un-
pardonable foolishness, so that, much less phleg-
matic than Mr. Fogg, he was much more uneasy.
He counted and recounted the days that had passed,
cursed the stopping of the train, accused it of slow-
ness, and blamed Mr. Fogg in petto for not having
promised a reward to the engineer. The good fel-
low did not know that what was possible upon a
steamer was not on a railway train, whose speed is
regulated.
Toward evening they entered the defiles of the
mountains of Sutpour, which separate the territory
of Khandeish from that of Bundelcund.
next day, the 22d of October,! Passepartout,
having consulted his watch, replied [o a question of
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Sir Francis Cromarty that it was three o'clock in
the morning. jf In fact,jj:his famous watch, always
regulated by the meridian of Greenwich, which is
nearly seventy-seven degrees west, ought to be and
was four hours slow.
Sir Francis then corrected the hour given by Pas-
separtout, and added the same remark that the
latter had already heard from Fix. He tried to
make him understand that he ought to regulate his
watch on each new meridian, and that since he was
constantly going toward the east, that is, in the
face of the sun, the days were shorter by as many
times four minutes as he had crossed degrees, j It
was useless^ Whether the stubborn fellow had un-
derstood fne remarks of the general or not, he per-
sisted in not putting his watch ahead, which he kept
always at London time. An innocent madness at
any rate which could hurt no one.
[ At eight o'clock in the morning,! and fifteen miles
before they reached Kotha^/the^train stopped, in
the midst of an immense opening, on the edge of
which were some bungalows and workmen's
huts. ! The conductor of the train passed along the
cars cflling out, "the passengers will get out
here!" A
Phileas Fogg looked at Sir Francis Cromarty,
who appeared not to understand this stop in the
midst of a forest of tamarinds and acacias. Passe-
partout, not less surprised, rushed on to the track
and returned almost immediately, crying : u Mon-
sieur, no more railway 1"
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"What do you mean?" asked Sir Francis
Cromarty.
" I mean that the train goes no further !"
The brigadier-general immediately got out of the
car. Phileas Fogg, in no hurry, followed him.
Boh spoke to the conductor.
\" Where are we ?" asked Sir Francis Cromarty.
**it the hamlet of Kholby," replied the con-
ductor.
"We stop here?"
" Without doubt. The railway is not finished "
"How! It is not finished ?" *
" No ! There is still a section of fifty miles to
construct between this point^ and Allahabad, where
the track commences again. '^1
" But the papers have announced the opening of
the entire line."
" But, general, the papers were mistaken."
" And you give tickets from Bombay to Calcutta !"
replied Sir Francis Cromarty, who was beginning to
be excited.
" Of course," replied the conductor ; " but travel-
ers know very well that they have to be otherwise
transported from Kholby to Allahabad."
Sir Francis Cromarty was furious^ Passepartout
would have willingly knocked the conductor down,
but could not help himself. He did not dare look
at his master.
" Sir Francis," said Mr. Fogg simply, " we will
go, if you will be kind enough to see about some
way of reaching Allahabad."
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" Mr. Fogg, this is a delay absolutely prejudicial
to your interests !"
" No, Sir Francis, it was provided for."
" What, did you know that the railway "
" Ey no means, but I knew that some obstacle or
other would occur sooner or later upon my route.
Now, nothing is interfered with. I have gained
two days which I can afford to lose. A steamer
leaves Calcutta for Hong Kong at noon on the 25th.
This is only the 23d, and we shall arrive at Calcutta
in time."
Nothing could be said in reply to such complete
certainty.
It was only too true that the finished portion of
the railway stopped at this point. The newspapers
are like certain watches which have a mania of get-
ting ahead of time, and they had^ announced the
finishing of the line prematurely. \JThe most of the
passengers knew of this break in the line, and
descending from the train they examined the
vehicles of all sorts in the village^ four-wheeled
palkigharis, carts drawn by zebus, a sort of ox with
humps, traveling cars resembling walking pagodas,
palanquins, ponies, etc. \Jk!r. Fogg and Sir Francis
Cromarty, after having hunted through the entire
village, returned without having found anything.
" I shall go on foot," said Mr. Fogg.
Passepartout, who had then rejoined his master,
made a significant grimace, looking down at his
magnificent but delicate slippers. Yery fortunately
he had also been hunting for something, and hesita-
ting a little he said :
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" Monsieur, I believe I have found a means of
conveyance."
"What?"
"An elephant, belonging to an Indian living a
hundred steps from here."
"Let us go to see the elephant," replied Mr.
Fogg.
Five minutes later, Phileas Fogg, Sir Fran-
cis Cromarty, and Passepartout arrived at a hut
which was against an inclosure of high palisades.
In the hut there was an Indian, and in the inclosure
an elephant. Upon their demand the Indian took
Mr. Fogg and his two companions into the in-
closure.
They found there a half-tamed animal, which his
owner was raisingjjiiot to hire out, butfas a beast of
combaij To this end he had commenced to modify
the naturally mild character of the animal in a
manner to lead him gradually to that paroxysm of
rage called " mutsh " in the Hindoo language, and
that by feeding him for three months with sugar
and butter. This treatment may not seem the
proper one to obtain such a result, but it is none
the less employed with success by their keepers.
Kiouni, the animal's name, could, like all his fel-
lows, go rapidly on a long march, and in default of
other conveyance Phileas Fogg determined to
employ him. But elephants are very expensive in
India, where they are beginning to get scarce.
The males, which alone are fit for circus feats, are
very much sought for. These animals are rarely
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reproduced when they are reduced to the tame
state, so that they can be obtained only by hunting.
J3o they are the object of extreme care, and when
Jr. Fogg asked the Indian if he would hire him his
elephant he flatly refused.
Fogg persisted and offered an excessive price for
the animal, ten pounds per hour. Refused. Twenty
pounds. Still refused. Forty pounds. Refused
again. Passepartout jumped at every advance in
price. But the Indian would not be temptecLj The
sum was a handsome one, however. Admitting the
elephant to be employed fifteen hours to reach
Allahabad, it was six hundred pounds earned for
his owner.
Phileas Fogg, without being at all excited, pro-
posed then to the Indian to buy his animal, and
offered him at first -one thousand pounds. The
Indian would not seUj Perhaps the rogue scented
a large transaction.
Sir Francis Cromarty took Mr. Fogg aside and
begged him to reflect before going further. Phileas
Fogg replied to his companion that he was not in
the habit of acting without reflection, that a bet of
twenty thousand pounds was at stake, that this
elephant was necessary to him, and that, should
he pay twenty times his value, he would have this
elephant.
Mr. Fogg went again for the Indian, whose small
eyes, lit up with greed, showed that with him it
was only a question of price. /JPhileas Fogg offered
successively twelve hundred, fifteen hundred,
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eighteen hundred, and finally two thousand pounds.
Passepartout, so rosy ordinarily, was pale with
emotion.
At two thousand pounds the Indian gave up.
" By my slippers," cried Passepartout, " here is a
magnificent price for elephant meat !"
The business concluded, all that was necessary
was to find a guide. That was easier. A young
Parsee, with an intelligent face, offered his services.
Mr. Fogg accepted him, and offered him a large
reward to sharpen his wits. The elephant was
brought outXand equipped i iwithout delay, j The
Parsee understood perfectly the business of " mah-
out," or elephant driver. He covered with a
sort of saddle cloth the back of the elephant, and
put on each flank two kinds of rather uncomfort-
able howdahs.
LPhileas Fogg paid the Indianjin banknotes taken
from the famous carpet-bag. It seemed as if they
were taken from Passepartout's very vitals. VThen
Mr. Fogg offered to Sir Francis Cromarty ta. con-
vey him to Allahabad. The general acceptedjj one
passenger more was not enough to tire this enor-
mous animal. Some provisions were bought at
Kholby. Sir Francis Cromarty took a seat in one
of the howdahs, Phileas Fogg in the other. Passe-
partout got astride the animal, between his master
and the brigadier-general. The Parsee perched
upon the elephant's neck, and at nine o'clock the
animal, leaving the village, penetrated the thick
forest of palm trees.
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CHAPTEE XII.
IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG AND HIS COMPANIONS VENTURE
THROUGH THE FORESTS OF INDIA, AND WHAT FOLLOWS.
THE guide, in order to shorten the distance to be
gone over, left to his right the line of the road, the
construction of which was still in process. This
line, very crooked, owing to the capricious ramifi-
cations of the Vindhia mountains, did not follow
the shortest route, which it was Phileas Fogg's in-
terest to take. The Parsee, very familiar with the
roads and paths of the country, thought to gain
twenty miles by cutting through the forest, and they
submitted to him.
Phileas Fogg and Sir Francis Cromarty, plunged
to their necks in their howdahs, were much shaken
up by the rough trot of the elephant, whom his
mahout urged into a rapid gait. But they bore it
with the peculiar British apathy, talking very little,
and scarcely seeing each other.
As for Passepartout, perched upon the animal's
back, and directly subjected to the swaying from
side to side, he took care, upon his master's recom-
mendation, not to keep his tongue between his
teeth, as it would have been cut short off. The
good fellow, at one time thrown forward on the
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elephant's neck, at another thrown back upon his
rump, was making leaps like a clown upon a spring-
board. But he joked and laughed in the midst of
his somersaults, and from time to time he would
take from his bag a lump of sugar, which the in-
telligent Kiouni took with the end of his trunk,
without interrupting for an instant his regular trot.
^After two hours' march the guide stopped the
elephant, and gave him an hour's restj The animal
devoured branches of trees and shrubs, first having
quenched his thirst &t a neighboring pond. Sir
Francis Cromarty did not complain of this halt. He
was worn out. Mr. Fogg appeared as if he had just
got out of bed.
"But he is made of iron!" said the brigadier-
general, looking at him with admiration.
" Of wrought iron," replied Passepartout, who
was busy preparing a hasty breakfast.
/'At noon the guide gave the signal for starting.
TEe country soon assumed a very wild aspect. \ To
the large forests there succeeded copses of tamarinds
and dwarf palms, then vast, arid plains, bristling
with scanty shrubs, and strewn with large blocks of
syenites. All this part of upper Bundelcund, very
little visited by travelers, 5 inhabited by a fanatical
population, hardened in the most terrible practices
of the Hindoo religion.;; The government of the
English could not have been regularly established
over a territory subject to the influence of the
rajahs, whom it would have been difficult to reach
in their inaccessible retreats in the Yindhias.
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They were descending the last declivities of the
Vindhias. Kiouni had resumed his rapid gait.
Toward noon the guide went round the village of
Kallenger, situated on the Cani, one of the tribu-
taries of the Ganges. He always avoided inhabited
places, feeling himself safer in those desert, open
stretches of country which mark the first depres-
sions of the basin of the great river. Allahabad
was not twelve miles to the northeast. Halt was
made under a clump of banana trees, whose fruit, as
healthy as bread, " as succulent as cream," travelers
say, was very much appreciated.
At two o'clock the guide entered the shelter of a
thick forest, which he had to traverse for a space
of several miles. He preferred to travel thus under
cover of the woodp pit all events, up to this mo-
ment there had been no unpleasant meeting, and it
seemed as if the journey would be accomplished
without accident, when the elephant, showing some
signs of uneasiness, suddenly stoppecLj
It was then four o'clock.
*(JWhat is the matter ?" asked Sir Francis Cro-
marty, raising his head above his howdah.
" I do not know, officer," replied the Parsee, lis-
tening to a confused murmur which came through
the thick branches. .
A few moments after, this murmur became more
defined. It might have been called a concert, still
very distant, of human voices and brass instruments.
\Passepartout was all eyes, all ears. Mr, Fogg
waited patiently, without uttering a word.
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The Parsee jumped down, fastened the elephant
to a tree, and plunged into the thickest of the under-
growth. A few minutes later he returned, saying :
" A Brahmin procession coming this way. If it
is possible, let us avoid being seen."
The guide unfastened the elephant, and led him
into a thicket, recommending the travelers not to
descen^i He held himself ready to mount the ele-
phant quickly, should flight become necessary. But
he thought that the troop of the faithful would pass
without noticing him, for the thickness of the foliage
entirely concealed him.
The discordant noise of voices and instruments
approached. Monotonous chants were mingled with
the sound of the drums and cymbals. (^Soon the
head of the procession appeared from under the
trees^at fifty paces from the spot occupied by Mr.
Fogg and his companions. Through the branches
they readily distinguished the curious personnel of
this religious ceremony.
(in the first line were the priests, \with miters upon
their heads and attired in long robes adorned with
gold and silver lace. [They were surrounded by
men, women, and children^ who were singing a sort
of funereal psalmody, interrupted at regular intervals
by the beating of tam-tams and cymbals. -^Behind
them on a car with large wheels^ whose spokes and
felloes represented serpents intertwined,! appeared a
hideous statue, drawn by two pairs of richly capari-
soned zebusj^ This statue had four arms, its body
colored with dark red, its eyes haggard, its hair
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tangled, its tongue hanging out, its lips colored with
henna and betel. Its neck was encircled by a collar
of skulls, around its waist a girdle of human hands.
It was erect upon a prostrate giant, whose head was
missing.
1'lSir Francis Cromarty recognized the statue at
" The goddess Kali," he murmured ; " the goddess
of love and death."
" Of death, I grant, but of love, never !" said
Passepartout. " The ugly old woman !"
The Parsee made him a sign to keep quiet.]
/Around the statue there was a group of old fakirsj
jumping and tossing themselves about convulsively.
Smeared with bands of ocher, covered with cross-
like cuts, whence their blood escaped drop by drop
stupid fanatics, who, in the great Hindoo cere-
monies, precipitate themselves under the wheels of
the car of Juggernaut.
[Behind them, some Brahmins, in all the magnifi-
cence of their Oriental costume, were dragging a
woman who could hardly hold herself erect|
This woman was young, and as fair as a European.
Her head, her neck, her shoulders, her ears, her arms,
her hands, and her toes were loaded down with
jewels, : necklaces, bracelets, earrings, and finger-
rings. A tunic, embroidered with gold, covered
with light muslin, displayed the outlines of her
form.
IjBehind this young womanjL-a violent contrast for
the eyes-tsrere guards, armed with naked sabers
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fastened to their girdles and long damaskeened
pistols, carrying a corpse upon a palanquin.
It was the body of an old man, dressed in the rich
garments of a rajah^ having, as in life, his turban
embroidered with pearls, his robe woven of silk and
gold, his sash of cashmere ornamented with
diamonds, and his magnificent arms as an Indian
prince.
iThen, musicians and a rear-guard tof fanatics,
whose cries sometimes drowned the deafening noise
of the instruments, closed up the cortege.
Sir Francis Cromarty looked at all this pomp
with a singularly sad air, and turning to the guide
he / said :
*?A suttee/ 5
The Parsee made an affirmative sign and put his
finger on his lips.j^ \The long procession slowly came
out from the tree^and soon the last of it disappeared
in the depths of the forest. <lLittle by little the
chanting died oujZl There were still the sounds of
distant cries^and finally a profound silence succeeded
all this tumult)
YJPhileas Fogg had heard the word uttered by Sir
Francis Cromarty, and as soon as the procession had
disappeared he asked :
" What is a suttee ?"
"A suttee, Mr. Fogg," replied the brigader-
general, " is a human sacrifice, but a voluntary
sacrifice. The woman that you have just seen will
be burned to-morrow in the early part of the
day."
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" Oh, the villains !" cried Passepartout, who could
not prevent this cry of indignation.
" And this corpse ?" asked Mr. Fogg.
" It is that of the prince, her husband," replied
the guide, <^an independent rajah jof Bundelcund.
^How," replied Phileas Fogg, without^ his voice
betraying the least Demotion, "do these barbarous
customs still exist in India, and the English have not
been able to extirpate them ?"
" In the largest part of India," replied Sir Francis
Cromarty, "these sacrifices do not come to passj^
but we have no influence over these wild countries^
and particularly over this territory of Bundelcund.
All the northern slope of the Yindhias is the scene
of murders and incessant robberies."
j^The unfortunate woman," murmured Passepar-
tout, " burned alive !"
" Yes," replied the general, " burned, and if she
was not you would not believe to what a miserable
condition she would be reduced by her near rela-
tives. They would shave her hair ; they would
scarcely feed her witHJa few handfuls oi^rice ; they
would repulse her ; she would be considered as an
unclean creature, and would die in some corner like
a sick dog.] So that the prospect of this frightful
existence frequently drives these unfortunates to the
sacrifice much more than love or religious fanaticism.
\Sometimes, however, the sacrifice is really voluntary
and the energetic intervention of the government
is necessary to prevent it/] Some years ago I was
living at Bombay, when a young widow came to
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the governor to ask his authority for lier to be
burned with the body of her husband. As you may
think, the governor refused. Then the widow left
the city, took refuge with an independent rajah,
and there she finally successfully accomplished the
sacrifice."
During the narrative of the general fhe guide
shook his head, and when he was through, said :
fjThe sacrifice which takes place to-morrow is not
voluntary."
" How do you know ?"
" It is a story which everybody in Bundelcund
knows," replied the guidej
" But this unfortunate did not seem to make any
resistance," remarked Sir Francis Cromarty.
" Because she was intoxicated with the fumes of
hemp and opium."
'\But where are they taking her ?"
" To the pagoda of Pillaji, two miles from here.
There she will pass the night in waiting for the
sacrifice."
" And this sacrifice will take place "
" At the first appearance of day."
After this answer the guide^brought the elephant
out of the dense thicket and jumped on his neck.
But at the moment that hejvas going to start him
off by a peculiar whistle CSfr. Fogg stopped him,
and addressing Sir Francis Cromarty, said : " If we
could save this woman !"
" Save this woman, Mr. Fogg !" cried the brigadier-
general
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" I have still twelve hours to spare. I can devote
them to her."
" Why, you are a man of heart !" said Sir Francis
Cromarty.
"Sometimes," replied Phileas Fogg simply,
* when I have time." ;i .
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CHAPTER
IN WHICH PASSEPARTOUT PROVES AGAIN THAT FOB-
TUNE SMILES UPON THE BOLD.
THE design was bold, full of difficulties, perhaps
impracticable. Mr. Fogg was going to risk his life,
or at least his liberty, and consequently the success
of his plans, but he did not hesitate. He found, be-
sides, a decided ally in Sir Francis Cromarty.
As to Passepartout, he was ready and could be
depended upon. His master's idea excited him. He
felt that there was a heart and soul under this icy
covering. He almost loved Phileas Fogg.
Then there was the guide. What part would he
take in the matter ? Would he not be with the In-
dians ? In default of his aid it was at least neces-
sary to be sure of his neutrality.
Sir Francis Cromarty put the question to him
frankly.
io ^ / " Officer," replied the guide, " I am a Parsee,_and
that woman is a Parsee. Make use of me."
Very well, guide," replied Mr. Fogg.
"However, do you know," replied the Parsee,
"that we not only risk our lives, but horrible
punishments if we are taken. So see."
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" That is seen," replied Mr. Fogg. " I think that
we shall have to wait for night to act ?"
" I think so too," replied the guide.
LThe brave Hindoo then gave some details as to
the victim. She was an Indian of celebrated beauty,
of the Parsee race, the daughter of a rich merchant
of Bombay. She had received in that city an
absolutely English education} and from her manners
and cultivation she would have^been thought a
European. IJHer name was AoudaJ
An orphan, |she was married against her will to
this old rajah of Bundelcund. Three months
after she was a widow. Knowing the fate that
awaited her, she fled, was retaken immediately, and
the relatives of the rajah, who had an interest in
her death, devoted her to this sacrificejfrom which
it seemed she could not escape.
/This narrative could only strengthen Mr. Fogg
and his companions in their generous resolution. It
was decided that the guide should turn the elephant
toward the pagoda of Pillaji, which he should ap-
proach as near as possible.
A half-hour afterward a halt was made under a
thick clump of trees, five hundred paces from the
pagoda, which they could not see, but they heard
distinctly the yellings of the fanatics.
The means of reaching the victim were then dis-
cussed. The guide was acquainted with the pagoda
in which he asserted that the young woman was
imprisoned. Could they enter by one of the doors,
when the whole band was plunged into the sleep
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of drunkenness, or would they have to make a hole
through the wall ? This could be decided only at
the moment and the place. But there could be no
doubt that the^aMuction must be accomplished
this very night,/aadfnot when, daylight arrived, the
victim would be led to the sacrifice. Then no
human intervention could save her.
Mr. Fogg and his companions waited for night.
As soon as the shadows fell, toward six o'clock in
the evening, they determined to make a recon-
noissance around the pagoda. The last cries of the
fakirs had died out. According to their customs,
these Indians were plunged in the heavy intoxica-
tion of " hang," liquid opium mixed with an in-
fusion of hemp, and it would perhaps be possible to
slip in between them to the temple.
The Parsee guiding, Mr. Fogg, Sir Francis Crom-
arty, and Passepartout advanced noiselessly through
the forest. After ten minutes' creeping under the
branches they arrived on the edge of a small river,
and there by the light of iron torches, at the end of
which was burning pitch, they saw a pile of wood.
It was the funeral pile, made of costly sandalwood,
and already saturated with perfumed oil. On its
upper part the embalmed body of the rajah was
resting, which was to be burned at the same time as
his widow. At one hundred paces from this pile
rose the pagoda, whose minarets in the darkness
pierced the tops of the trees. "Come," said the
guide in a low voice.
Soon the guide stopped at the end of a
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clearing, lit up by a few torches. The ground was
covered with groups of sleepers, heavy with drunk-
enness.
In the background, among the trees, the temple
of Pillaji stood out indistinctly. But to the great
disappointment of the guide{the guards of the
rajahsj lighted by smoky torcheswere watching at
the doors,/ and pacing up and down with drawn
sabers^ j Phileas Fogg and Sir -Francis Cromarty
understood as well as himself that they could at-
tempt nothing on this side. They stopped and
talked in a low tone.
" Let us wait," said the brigadier-general, " it is
not eight o'clock yet, and it is possible that these
guards may succumb to sleep."
" That is possible indeed," replied the Parsee.
Phileas Fogg and his companions stretched them-
selves out at the foot of a tree and waited.
) They waited thus until midnight. The situation
did not change. The same watching outside. It
was evident that they could not count on the drowsi-
ness of the guards.
After a final conversation the guide said he was
ready^ to start. Mr. Fogg, Sir Francis, and Passe-
partout followed him. They made a pretty long
detour, so as to reach the pagoda by the rear.
About a half-hour past midnight they arrived
at the foot of the walls without having met any
one. No watch had been established on this side,
but windows and doors were entirely wanting.
But it was not sufficient to reach the foot of the
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walls ; it was necessary to make an opening there.
For this operation Phileas Fogg and his companions
had nothing at all but their pocket-knives. Fortu-
nately the temple walls were composed of a mixture
of bricks and wood, which could not be difficult to
make a hole through. The first brick once taken
out the others would easily follow.
They went at it, making as little noise as possible.
The Parsee from one side, and Passepartout rrom
the other, worked to unfasten the bricks, so as to
get an opening two feet wide.
The work was progressing, but unfortunate mis-
chance some guards showed themselves at the rear
of the pagoda and established themselves there so as
to hinder an approach.
It would be difficult to describe the disappoint-
ment of these four men, stopped in their work.
f^What can we do but leave ?" asked the general
in a low voice.
" We can only leave," replied the guide.
" Wait," said Fogg. It will do if I reach Alla-
habad to-morrow before noon."
" But what hope have you ?" replied Sir Francis
Cromarty. " It will soon be daylight, and "
" The chance which escapes us now may return at
the last moment."
The general would have liked to read Phileas
Fogg's eyesT]
What was this cold-blooded Englishman counting
on ? Would he, at the moment of the sacrifice, rush
toward the young woman and openly tear her from
her murderers ?
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That would have been madness, and how could it
be admitted that this man was mad to this degree ?
'Nevertheless, Sir Francis Cromarty consented to
wait until the denouement of this terrible scene,.]
However, the guide did not leave his companions at
the spot where they had hid, and he took them back
to the foreground of the clearing. There, sheltered
by a clump of trees, they could watch the sleeping
groups.
[In the meantime, Passepartout, perched upon the
lower branches of a tree, was meditating an idea
which had first crossed his mind like a flash, and
which finally imbedded itself in his brain.
He had commenced by saying to himself, " "What
madnessl" and now he repeated, "Why not, after
all ? It is a chance, perhaps the only one^and with
such brutes "
At all events Passepartout did not put his thought
into any other shape, but he was not slow in sliding
down, with the ease of a snake, on the lower branches
of the tree, the end of which bent toward the ground.
[The hours were passing, and soon a few less som-
ber shades announced the approach of day. But the
darkness was still great.]
(J[t was the time fixed. It was like a resurrection
in this slumbering crowd. The groups wakened up.
The beating of tam-tams sounded, songs and cries
burst out anew. The hour had come in which the
unfortunate was to diej
TTJie doors of the pagoda were now opened. A
more intense light came from the interior.
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Fogg and Sir Francis could see the victim, all lighted
up whom two priests were dragging to the outside.
It seemed to them that^shaking off the drowsiness
..' of intoxication by the highest instinct of self-preser-
vation^the unfortunate woman was trying to escape^
from her executioners. ^ Sir Francis' heart throbbed
violently, and with a convulsive movement seizing
Phiieas Fogg's hand, he felt that it held an open
knife.
At this moment the crowd was agitateclj The
young woman had fallen again into the stupor pro-
duced by the fumes of the hemp. She passed between
the fakirs, who escorted her with their religious
cries.
/JPhileas Fogg and his companions followed her,
mingling with the rear ranks of the crowd.
Two minutes after, they arrived at the edge of
the river, and stopped less than fifty paces from the
funeral pile, upon which was lying the rajah's body.
In the semi-obscurity they saw the victim, motion-
less, stretched near her husband's corpse.
Then a torch was brought, and the wood, impreg-
nated with oil, soon took fire.
At this moment Sir Francis Cromarty and the
guide held back Phileas Fogg, who in an impulse of
generous madness was going to rush toward the
pileJ
But Phileas Fogg had already pushed them back,
when (the scene changed suddenly. A cry of terror
arose. The whole crowd, frightened, cast themselves
Upon the ground.
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The old rajah was not dead, then ; he was seen
suddenly rising upright, like a phantom, raising the
young woman in his arms, descending from the pile,]
in the midst of the clouds of smoke which gave him
a spectral appearance.
The fakirs, the priests, overwhelmed with a sud-
den fear, were prostrate, their faces to the ground,
not daring to rafse~Eheir eyes j and look at such a
miracle !
\JThe inanimate victim was held by the vigorous
arms carrying her^ without seeming to be much of
a weight. Mr. Fogg and Sir Francis had remained
standing. The Parsee had bowed his head, and
Passepartout, without doubt, was not less stupefied.
[The resuscitated man came near the spot where
Mr. Fogg and Sir Francis Cromarty were, and said
shortly :
"Let us be off!"
It was Passepartout himself, who had slipped to
the pile in the midst of the thick smoke. It was
Passepartout who, profiting by the great darkness
still prevailing, had rescued the young woman from
death ! It was Passepartout who, playing his part
with the boldest good luck, passed out in the midst
of the general fright !
An instant after the four disappeared in the woods,
and the elephant took them onward with a rapid
trot. But cries, shouts, and even a ball, piercing
Phileas Fogg's hat, apprised them that the strata-
gem had been discovered.
Indeed, on the burning pile still lay the body of
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the old rajah. The priests, recovered from their
fright, learned that the abduction had taken place.
They immediately rushed into the forest. The
guards followed them. Shots were fired ; but the
abductors fled rapidly, and in a few moments they
were out of range of balls or arrows.
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CHAPTEE XIV.
IN WHICH PHILEA8 FOGG DESCENDS THE ENTIRE SPLEN-
DID VALLEY OF THE GANGES WITHOUT EVEN
THINKING OF LOOKING AT IT.
THE bold abduction had succeeded. An hour
after Passepartout was still laughing at his success.
Sir Francis Cromarty grasped the hand of the brave
fellow. His master said to him : " Good," which in
that gentleman's mouth was equivalent to high
praise. To which Passepartout replied that all the
honor of the affair belonged to his master. As for
himself he had only had a " droll " idea, and he
laughed in thinking that for a few moments he,
Passepartout, the former gymnast, the ex-sergeant
of firemen, had been the rescuer of a charming
woman, the widow of an old embalmed rajah !
As for the young Indian widow, she had no
knowledge of what had passed. Wrapped up in
traveling cloaks she was resting in one of the
howdahs.
Meanwhile; the elephant, guided to the greatest
certainty by tEe Parsee, moved on rapidly through
the still dark forest. One hour after having left
the pagoda of Pillaji he shot across an immense
plain.^ At seven o'clock they halted. The young
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woman was still in a state of complete prostration.
The guide made her drink a few swallows of water
and brandy, but the stupefying influence which
overwhelmed her continued for some time longer.
Sir Francis Cromarty, who knew the effects of in-
toxication produced by inhalation of the fumes of
hemp, had no uneasiness on her account.
But if the restoration of the young woman was
not a question in the general's mind, he was not less
assured for the future. He did not hesitate to say
to Phileas Fogg that if Mrs. Aouda remained in
India she would inevitably fall again into the hands
of her executioners. These fanatics were scattered
throughout the entire peninsula, and notwithstand-
ing the English police they would certainly be able
to recapture their victim, whether at Madras, at
Bombay, or at Calcutta. And in support of this re-
mark Sir Francis quoted a fact of the same nature
which had recently transpired. According to his
view the young woman would really not be safe
until after leaving India.
Phileas Fogg replied that he would note these re-
marks and think them over.
fToward ten o'clock the guide announced the sta-
tion of Allahabad. The interrupted line of the sail-
way recommenced there, whence trains traverse, in
less than a day and a night, the distance separating
Allahabad from Calcutta.
Phileas Fogg ought then to arrive in time to take
a steamer which would not leave until the next day,
October 25th, at noon, for Hong Kong.
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The young woman was placed in a waiting-room
of the station. Passepartout was directed to pur-
chase for her various articles of dressji such as a robe,
shawl, furs, etc., whatever he woulcTfind. His mas-
ter opened an unlimited credit for him.
Passepartout went out immediately and ran
through the streets of the city. Allahabad, that is,
the " City of God," is one of the most venerated of
India on account of its being built at the junction
of two sacred rivers, the Ganges and the Jumna,
whose waters attract pilgrims from the whole penin-
sula. It is said also that, according to the legends
of the Kamayana, the Ganges takes its source in
heaven, whence, thanks to Brahma, it descends upon
the earth.
In making his purchases Passepartout had soon
seen the city, at one time defended by a magnificent
fort, which has become a state prison. There are
no more commerce and no more manufactures in
this city, formerly a manufacturing and commercial
point. Passepartout, who vainly sought a variety
shop, such as there was in Regent street, a few steps
off from Farmer & Co., [ found only at a second-hand ]
dealer's, an old whimsicaT Jew, the; objects which he "^
needed-j-a dress of Scotch stuff, a large mantle, and
a magnificent otter-skin pelisse, for which he did
not hesitate to pay seventy-five pounds. Thenj quite
triumphant,: he returned to the station.
Mrs. Aouda commenced to revive. The influence
to which the priests of Pillaji had subjected her
disappeared by degrees, and her beautiful eyes re-
sumed all their Indian softness.
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When the poet-king, Ucaf Uddaul, celebrates the
charms of the Queen of Ahemhnagara, he thus ex-
presses himself :
\ " Her shining tresses, regularly divided into two
parts, encircle the harmonious outlines of her deli-
cate and white cheeks, brilliant with their glow and
freshness. Her ebony eyebrows have the form and
strength of a bow of Kama, god of love ; and under
her long silken lashes, in the black pupil of her large
limpid eyes, there float, as in the sacred lakes of the
Himalaya, the purest reflections of the celestial
light. Fine, regular, and white, her teeth shine out
between her smiling lips like dewdrops in the half-
closed bosom of the pomegranate blossom. Her
'ears, types of the symmetric curves, her rosy hands,
her little feet, curved and tender as lotus buds, shine
with the splendor of the finest pearls of Ceylon, the
most beautiful diamonds of Golconda. Her delicate
and supple waist, which a hand can clasp, heightens
the elegant outline of her rounded figure, and the
wealth of her bosom, where youth in its prime dis-
plays its most perfect treasures, and under the silken
folds of her tunic she seems to have been modeled in
pure silver by the divine hand of Yicvarcarma, the
immortal sculptor."
But, without all this poetic amplification, it is
sufficient to say that Mrs. Aouda, the widow of the
rajah of Bundelcund, was a charming woman in the
entire European acceptation of the phrase. She
spoke English with great purity, and the guide had
not exaggerated in asserting that this young Parsee
woman had been transformed by education.
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA T8. 108
I Meanwhile the train was about to leave Allaha-
bad. The Parsee was waiting. Mr. Fogg paid him
the compensation agreed upon, without exceeding it
a farthing. This astonished Passepartout a little,
who knew everything that his master owed to the
devotion of the guide. The Parsee, in fact, had
risked his life voluntarily in the affair at Pillaji ;
and if, later, the Hindoos should learn it, he would
hardly escape their vengeance.
The question of Kiouni also remained. What
would be done with an elephant bought so dearly ?
But Phileas Fogg had already taken a resolution
upon this point.
" Parsee," he said to the guide, " you have been
serviceable and devoted. I have paid for your serv-
ice, but not for your devotion. Do you wish this
elephant ? It is yours."
The eyes of the guide sparkled.
" Your honor is giving me a fortune !" he cried.
" Accept, guide," replied Mr. Fogg, " and I will
be yet your debtor."
" Good !" cried Passepartout. " Take him, friend !
Kiouni is a brave and courageous animal."
And going to the brave he gave him some lumps
of sugar, saying :
" Here, Kiouni, here, here !"
The elephant uttered some grunts of satisfaction.
Then taking Passepartout by the waist, and encir-
cling him with his trunk, he raised him as high as
his head. Passepartout, not at all frightened, ca-
ressed the animal, who replaced him gently on the
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ground, and to the shaking of the honest Kiouni's
trunk there answered a vigorous shaking of the good
fellow's hand.
^X few moments after, Phileas Fogg, Sir Francis
Cromarty, and Passepartout, seated in a comfortable
oar, the best seat in which Mrs. Aouda occupied,
were running at full speed toward Benares.
Eighty miles at the most separate this place
from Allahabad, and they were passed over in two
hours.
During this passage the young woman completely
revived y the drowsy fumes of the "hang" disap-
pearedr*
l^What w^s her astonishment to find herself on
this railway, in this compartment, clothed in Euro-
pean habiliments, in the midst of travelers entirely
unknown to hejD
At first her companions gave her the greatest
care, and revived her with a few drops of liquor ;
fthen the brigadier-general told the story. He dwelt
upon the devotion of Phileas Fogg, who had not
hesitated to stake his life to save her, and upon the
denouement of the adventure, due to the bold imag-
ination of Passepartout.
Mr. Fogg let him go without saying a word.
Passepartout, quite ashamed, repeated that " it was
not worth while."
Mrs. Aouda thanked her deliverers profusely, by
her tears more than by her wordsT\ Her beautiful
eyes, rather than her lips, were the interpreters of
her gratitude. Then, her thoughts, carrying her
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA TS. 105
back to the scenes of the suttee, seeing again the
Indian country where so many dangers still awaited
hej, she shuddered with terror.
fPhileas Fogg understood what was passing in
Mrs. Aouda's mind, and, to reassure her, offered,
very coolly, to take her to Hong Kong, where she
might remain until this affair had died out.
Mrs. Aouda accepted the offer gratefully. At
Hong Kong there resided one of her relatives]] a
Parsee like herself, and one of the principal mer-
chants of that city, which is entirely English, though
occupying a point on the Chinese coast.
{Art half -past twelve, noon, the train stopped at the
Benares station! The Brahmin legends assert that
this place occupies the site of the ancient jCasi, which
was formerly suspended in space, between the zenith
and the nadir, like Mohammed's tomb. But at this
more material period Benares, the Athens of India,
in the saying of the Orientals, was prosaically rest-
ing on the earth, and Passepartout could for an
instant see its brick houses, its clay huts, which
gave it a very desolate appearance, without any
local color.
JHere was where Sir Francis Cromarty was going
to stop, j The troops which he was rejoining were
camping a few miles to the north of the city. (The
brigadier-general then made his adieus to Phileas
Fogg, wishing him all possible success, and express-
ing the wish that he would recommence the
journey in a less original, but more profitable man-
ner. Mr. Fogg pressed lightly his companion's
106 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA T8.
fingers. The parting greetings of Mrs. Aouda were
more demonstrative. She would never forget what
she owed Sir Francis Cromarty. As for Passepar-
tout he was honored with a hearty shake of the
hand by the general. Quite affected, he asked
where and when he could be of service to him,
Then they parted.
Leaving Benares the railway followed in part the
valley of the Ganges. Through the windows of the
car, the weather being quite clear, appeared the
varied country of Behar, mountains covered with
verdure, fields of barley, corn, and wheat, jungles
full of green alligators, villages well kept, forests
yet green. A few elephants and zebus with large
humps came to bathe in the waters of the sacred
river, and also, notwithstanding the advanced season
and the already cold temperature, bands of Hindoos
of both sexes, who were piously performing their
holy ablutions. These faithful ones, the bitter
enemies of Buddhism, are fervent sectaries of the
Brahmin religion which is incarnate in these three
persons : Yishnu, the solar deity ; Shiva, the divine
personification of the natural forces ; and Brahma,
the supreme master of priests and legislators. But
in what light would Brahma, Shiva, and Yishnu
regard this India, now " Britonized," when some
steamboat passes, puffing and disturbing the con-
secrated waters of the Ganges, frightening the gulls
flying over its surface, the turtles swarming on its
banks, and the faithful stretched along its shores.
All this panorama passed like a flash, and fre-
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quently a cloud of steam concealed its details
from them. The travelers could scarcely see the
fort of Chunar, twenty miles to the southeast of
Benares, the old stronghold of the rajahs of Bihar ;
Ghazepour, and its large rose-water manufactories ;
the tomb of Lord Cornwallis rising on the left bank
of the Ganges ; the fortified town of Buxar ; Patna,
the great manufacturing and commercial city,
where the principal opium market in India is held ;
Monghir, a more than European town, as English
as Manchester or Birmingham, famous for its iron
foundries, its manufactories of cutlery, and whose
high chimneys cover with a black smoke the
heavens of Brahma a real fist-blow in the country
of dreams !
Then night came, and in the midst of the howl-
ings of the tigers, the bears, and the wolves, which
fled before the locomotive, the train passed on at
full speed, and they saw nothing of the wonders of
Bengal, or Golconda, or Gour in ruins, or Mour-
shedabad, the former capital, or Burdwan, or
Hougly, or Chandarnagar, that French point in the
Indian territory, on which Passepartout would have
been proud to see his native flag floating.
Finally, fat seven o'clock A.M., Calcutta was
reached. TEe steamer to leave for Hong Kong did
not weigh anchor until noon. Phileas Fogg had
then five hours before him.
According to his journal, this gentleman should
arrive in the capital of India, October 25th, twenty
three days after leaving London, and he arrived
108 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA78.
there on the stipulated day. He was neither behind
nor ahead of time. Unfortunately, the two days
gained by him between London and Bombay had
been lost, we know how, in this trip across the
Indian peninsula, but it is to be supposed that
Phileas Fogg did not regret them. /
TOUR Off THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS. 109
CHAPTEE XY.
IN WHICH THE BAG WITH THE BANKNOTES IS BELIEVED
OF A FEW THOUSAND POUNDS MORE.
train had stopped at the station. Passepar-
tout first got out of the car, and was followed by
Mr. Fogg, who aided his young companion to
descend. Phileas Fogg counted on going directly
to the Hong Kong steamer, in order to fix Mrs.
Aouda there comfortably, whom he did not wish to
leave as long as she was in this country, so dan-
gerous for her.
At the moment that Mr. Fogg was going out of
the station a policeman approached him and said :
* "Mr. Phileas Fogg?"
"I am he."
" Is this man your servant ?" added the police-
man, pointing to Passepartout. j
"Yes."
"You will both be so kind as to follow me/'
Mr. Fogg made no movement indicating any
surprised This agent was a representative of the
law, and for every Englishman the law is sacred.
\Passepartout, with his French habits, wanted -to
;use the matter, but the policeman touched him
HO TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA T8.
with his stick, and j Phileas Fogg made him a sign
to obeyjj
^TMs young lady can accompany us?" asked
MrTFogg.
" She can," replied the policeman.
The policemaiuxmducted Mr. Fogg, Mrs. Aouda,
and Passepartouyto a palki-gharijji sort of four-
wheeled vehicle with our seatjj drawn by two
horses. They started. [No one spoke during] the
twenty minutes' [ride]
The vehicle first crossed the " black town," with
its narrow streets, its huts in which groveled a mis-
cellaneous population, dirty and ragged ; then they
passed through the European town, adorned with
brick houses, shaded by cocoanut trees, bristling
with masts, through which, notwithstanding the
early hour, were driving handsomely dressed gentle-
men, in elegant turnouts.
VThe palki-ghari stopped before a dwelling of plain
appearancgjiut which was not used for private
purposes. CDie policeman let his prisoners out, for
they could, indeed, be called thus; and he led them
into a rooiVith grated windows/Saying to them :
" At half -past eight you will appear before Judge
Obadiah."
Then he left, and closed the doq\
j$ee ! f we are prisoners !" cried Passepartout^
dropping into a chair.
\JMrs. Aouda, addressing Mr. Fogg immediately,
said in a voice whose emotion she sought in vain to
disguise:
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"Sir, you must leave me! It is on my account
that you are pursued! It is because you have
rescued me !"
Phileas Fogg contented himself with saying that
that would not be possible. Pursued on account of
this suttee affair! Inadmissible! \Howwould the
complainants, dare present themselve3 There was
a mistake. pMr. Fogg added that, in any event, he
would not aBandon the young woman, and that he
would take her to Hong Kong/'
^But the steamer leaves at noon!" remarked
Passepartout.
"Before noon we will be on board," was the
simple reply of the impassible gentleman.
This was so flatly asserted that Passepartout
could not help saying to himself :
" Pwrbleu ! that is certain ! before noon we will
be on board !" But he was not at all reassured.
At half -past eight the door of the room was
opened. The policeman reappeared, and he led
the prisoners into the next roomT^ It was a court-
room, and quite a large crowd, composed of Eu-
ropeans and natives, already occupied the rear of
the room.
TMr. Fogg, Mrs. Aouda, and Passepartout were
sealed on a bench in front of the seats reserved for
the magistrate and the clerk.
This magistrate, Judge Obadiah, entered almost
immediatelyjfollowed by the clerk. He was a large,
fat man. He took down a wig hung on a nail and
hastily put it on his head.
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" The first case," he said.
But, putting his hand on his head, he said :
" Humph ! this is not my wig !"
" That's a fact, Mr. Obadiah, it is mine," replied
the clerk.
" My dear Mr. Oysterpuff, how do you think that
a judge can give a wise sentence with a clerk's wig ?"
An exchange of wigs had been made. During
these preliminaries Passepartout was boiling over
with impatience, for the hands appeared to him to
move terribly fast over the face of the large clock
in the courtroom.
" The first case," said Judge Obadiah again.
Phileas Fogg?" said Clerk Oysterpufl^
"Here I am," replied Mr. Fogg.
" Passepartout ?"
" Present !" replied Passepartout.
" Good !" said Judge Obadiah. " For two days,
prisoners, you have been looked for upon the ar-
rival of the trains from Bombay."
" But of what are we accused ?" cried Passepar-
tout impatiently. _.
" You shall know now," replied the judged
." Sir," said Mr. Fogg then, " I am an English
citizen, and-have the right "
" Have you been treated disrespectfully ?" asked
Mr. Obadiah.
Not at all"
1' Yery well, let the complainants come in."
LJJpon the order of the judge a door was opened,
and three Hindoo priests were led] in by a tipstaff.
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DAYS. 113
" "Well, well !" murmured Passepartout, " they
are the rascals who were going to burn our young
lady!"
The priests stood up before the judge, and the
clerk read in a loud voice a complaint of sacrilege,
[^referred against Mr. Phileas Fogg and his servant,
accused of having violated a place consecrated by
the Brahmin religion.
" You have heard the charge ?" the judge asked
Phileas Fogg.
"Yes, sir," replied Mr. Fogg, consulting his
watch, " and I confess it."
"Ah! You confess?"
" I confess and expect these three priests to con-
fess in their turn what they were going to do at the
pagoda of Pillaji."
The priests looked at each other. They did not
seem to understand the words of the accused.
"Truly!" cried Passepartout impetuously, "at
the pagoda of Pillaji, where they were going to
burn their victim !"
More stupefaction of the priests, and profound as-
tonishment of Judge Obadiah.
"What victim?" he answered. "Burn whom?
In the heart of the city of Bombay ?"
" Bombay ?" cried Passepartout.
" Certainly. We are not speaking of the pagoda
of Pillaji, but of the pagoda of Malebar in Bom-
bay
And as a proof here are the desecrator's
the clerk, putting a pair on his desk.
114 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DAYS.
YMy shoes !" cried Passepartout^/who, surprised
at me last charge, could not prevent this involuntary
exclamation.
C^The confusion in the minds of the master and
servant may be imagined. They had forgotten the
incident of the pagoda of Bombay, and that was the
very thing which had brought them before the
magistrate in Calcutta.
In fact, Fix understood the advantage that he
might get from this unfortunate affair. Delaying
his departure twelve hours, he had taken counsel
with the priests of Malebar HifiJ and had promised
them large damages, knowing very well that the
English government was very severe upon this
kind of trespass 'fthen by tne following train he had
sent them forward on the track of the perpetrator!)
But, in consequence of the time employed in the de-
liverance of the young widow jjfix. and the Hindoos
arrived at Calcutta before Phileas Fogg and his
servant^whom the authorities, warned by telegraph,
were to arrest as they got out of the train. The
disappointment of Fix may be judged of, when he
learned that Phileas Fogg had not yet arrived in
the capital of India. He was compelled to think
that his robber, stopping at one of the stations of
the Peninsular Eailway, had taken refuge in the
northern provinces. O^or twenty-four hours, in the
greatest uneasiness, Fix watched for him at the
station. What was his joy then when, this very
morning, he saw him get out of the car, accompanied,
it is true, by a young woman whose presence he could
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA T8. 116
not explain. He immediately sent a policeman
after him ; and this is how Mr. Fogg, Passepartout,
and the widow of the rajah of Bundelcund were
taken before Judge Obadiaj)
And if Passepartout had been ]ess preoccupied
with his affair, he would have perceived in a corner
of the room the detective, who followed the discus-
sion with an interest easy to understand, for at
Calcutta, as at Bombay, and as at Suez, the warrant
of arrest was still not at hand !
But Judge Obadiah had taken a note of the con-
fession escaped from Passepartout, who would have
given all he possessed to recall his imprudent
words.
" [The facts are admitted ?" said the judge.
" Admitted," replied Mr. Fogg coldly.
^Inasmuch," continued the judge,^ as the English
law intends to protect equally and" rigorously all the
religions of the people of India the trespass being
admitted by this man Passepartout, convicted of
having violated with sacrilegious feet the pavement
of the pagoda of Malebar Hill in Bombay, on the
20th day of October)^ sentence the said Passepar-
tout to fifteen days' imprisonment, and a fine of
three hundred pounds7|
"Three hundred pounds!" cried Passepartout,
who was really only alive to the fine.
" Silence 1" said the tipstaff in a shrill voice.
" And," added Judge Obadiah, " inasmuch as it is
not materially proved that there was not a con-
nivance between the servant and the master, the
116 TOUR OF TEE WORLD IN EIGHTY DAYS.
latter of whom ought to be held responsible for the
acts and gestures of a servant in his employ jj
detain the said Phileas Fogg and sentence him to
eight days' imp-isonment and one hundred and
fifty pounds fme.J Clerk, call another case !"
Fix, in his corner, experienced an unspeakable
satisfaction. Phileas Fogg, detained eight days in
Calcutta ! It would be more than time enough for
the warrant to arrive.
Passepartout was crushed. This sentence would
ruin his master. A wager of twenty thousand
pounds lost, and all because, in the height of folly,
he had gone into that cursed pagoda !
Phileas Fogg, as much master of himself as if
this sentence did not concern him, did not even
knit his eyebrows. But at the moment that the
clerk was calling another case, he rose and said :
{l offer bail."
"It is your right," replied the judge]
Fix felt a cold shudder down his back, but he re-
covered himself again when he heard the judge,
" in consideration of the fact of Phileas Fogg and
his servant both being strangers," fix the bail at the
enormous sum of one thousand pounds.
It would cost Mr. Fogg two thousand pounds, un-
less he would be cleared from his sentence.
" I will pay it," said that gentleman.
[And he took from the bag which Passepartout
carried a bundle of banknotes, which he placed on
the clerk's desk.
" This sum will be returned to you on coming out
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of prison," said the judge. " In the meantime you
are free under bail."
^Come," said Phileas Fogg to his servant.
" But they should at least return me my shoes,"
cried Passepartout, with an angry movement.
They returned him his shoes.
" These are dear !" he murmured ; " more than a
thousand pounds apieceTJ Without counting that
they pinch me !"
Passepartout, with a very pitiful look, followed
Mr. Fogg, who had offered his arm to the young
woman. Fix still hoped that his robber would not
decide to surrender this sum of two thousand
pounds, and that he would serve out his eight days
inprison. He put himself, then, on Fogg's tracks.
\Mr. Fogg took a carriage, into which Mrs. Aouda,
Passepartout, and he got immediately. Fix ran be-
hind the carriage, which soon stopped on one of the
wharves^ the city.
Half a mile out in the harbor (the Eangoon
was anchored, her sailing flag hoisted to the top of
the mast. Eleven o'clock struck. Mr. Fogg was
one hour ahead. Fix saw him get out of the
carriage, and embark in a boat with Mrs. Aouda
and his servant. The detective stamped his foot.
" The rascal !" he cried : " he is going off ! Two
thousand pounds sacrificed^ Prodigal as a robber !
Ah !\J will follow him to the end of the world, if it
is necessaryj but, at the rate at which he is going,
all the stolen money will be gone."
The detective had good reason for making this
118 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DAYS.
remark. In fact, since he left London, what with
traveling expenses, rewards, the elephant purchase,
bail, and fines, Phileas Fogg had already scattered
more than five thousand pounds on his route, and
the percentage of the sum recovered, promised to
the detectives, was constantly diminishing.
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS. 119
^CHAPTEK XVI.
IN WHICH FIX HAS NOT THE APPEARANCE OF KNOWING
ANYTHING ABOUT THE MATTEB8 CONCERNING WHICH
THEY TALK TO HIM.
Eangoon^ one of the vessels employed by
the Peninsular and Oriental Company in the Chinese
and Japanese seas, was an iron screw steamer, of
seventeen hundred and seventy tons, and nominally
of four hundred horse-power. She (was equally
swift, but not so comfortable as the Mongolia. ,
Mrs. Aouda was not as well fixed in her as Phileas
Fogg would have desired. But after all it was only
a distance of three thousand five hundred miles, and
the young woman did not show herself a trouble-
some passenger.
\I)uring the first few days of the passage Mrs.
Aouda became better acquainted with Phileas Fogg.
On every occasion she showed him the liveliest
gratitude^} The phlegmatic gentleman listened to
her, at least in appearance, with the most extreme
indifference, not one tone of his voice or gesture be-
traying in him the slightest emotion. He saw that
she was wanting in nothing. fAt certain hours he
came regularly, if not to talk with her, at least to
listen to her. He fulfilled toward her the duties of
120 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DAYS.
the strictest politeness^ but with the grace and
startling effects of an automaton whose movements
had been put together for that purpose. Mrs.
Aouda did not know what to think of him, but
Passepartout had explained to her a little the
eccentric character of his master. He had told her
what sort of a wager was taking him round the
worldT? Mrs. Aouda had smiled ! but, after all, she
owed her life to him, and her deliverer could not
lose, because she saw him through her gratitude.
Mrs. Aouda confirmed the narrative of the guide
in reference to her affecting history. She belonged,
in fact, to the race which occupied the first rank
among the natives. Several Parsee merchants have
made large fortunes in India in the cotton trade.
One of them, Sir James Jejeebhoy, was raised to the
nobility by the English government, and Mrs. Aouda
was a relative of this rich person, who lived in
Bombay. It was indeed a cousin of Sir Jejeebhoy
the honorable Jejeeh, whom she counted on joining
at Hong Kong. "Would she find a refuge with him
and assistance? She could not say so positively.
To which Mr. Fogg replied that she should not be
uneasy, and everything would be mathematically
arranged. That was the phrase he used.
Did the young woman understand this horrible
adverb? We do not know. However, her large
eyes were fixed upon those of Mr. Fogg her large
eyes " clear as the sacred lakes of the Himalaya !"
But the intractable Fogg, as reserved as ever, did
not seem to be the man to throw himself into this
lake.
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS. 121
The first part of the Eangoon's voyage was ac-
complished under excellent conditions. The weather
was moderate. All the lower portion of the
immense Bay of Bengal was favorable to the
steamer's progress. The Kangoon soon sighted
the great Andaman, the principal one of the group
of islands which is distinguished by navigators at a
great distance by the picturesque Saddle Peak
mountain, two thousand four hundred feet high.
They kept pretty close to the coast. The savage
Papuans of the island did not show themselves.
They are beings in the lowest grade of humanity,
but they have been wrongfully called cannibals.
The panoramic development of this island was
superb. Immense forests of palm trees, arecas, bam-
boo, nutmeg trees, teak wood, giant mimosas, and
tree-like ferns covered the country in the fore-
ground, and in the background there stood out in
relief the graceful outline of the mountains. Along
the shore there swarmed by thousands those pre-
cious swallows whose eatable nests form a dish
much sought for in the Celestial Empire. But all
this varied spectacle offered to the eyes by the An-
daman group passed quickly, and the Rangoon
swiftly pursued her way toward the Straits of
Malacca, which were to give her access to the
Chinese seas.
During this trip what was Detective Fix doing,
so unluckily dragged into a voyage round the world ?
On leaving Calcutta, after having left instructions
to forward the warrant to him at Hong Kong, if it
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should arrive/he succeeded in getting aboard the
Eangoon without being perceived by Passepartout,
and he hoped that he might conceal his presence
until the arrival of the steamer. In fact, it would
have been difficult for him to explain how he was
on board, without awaking the suspicions of Passe-
partout, who thought he was in Bombay. But he
was led to renew his acquaintance with the good
fellow by the very logic of circumstances. How ?
We will see.
All the hopes, all the desires of the detective were
now concentrated on a single point in the world,
Hong Kong for the steamer would stop too short
a time in Singapore for him to operate in that
city. The arrest of the robber must then be made
in Hong Kong, or he would escape irrecoverably.
In fact> x Hong Kong was still English soil, but
the lasj^he would find on the road. Beyond, China,
Japan, America would offer a pretty certain refuge
to Mr. Fogg. At Hong Kong, if he should finally
find there the warrant of arrest, which was evi-
dently running after him, Fix would arrest Fogg,
and put him in the hands of the local police. No
difficulty there, ^ut after Hong Kong a simple
warrant of arrest would not be sufficient. An ex-
tradition order would be necessarjjf* Thence delays
and obstacles of every kind, of which the rogue
would take advantage to escape finally. If he failed
at Hong Kong, it would be, if not impossible, at
least very difficult to attempt it again with any
chance of success.
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DAYS. 123
'^Then," repeated Fix, during the long hours that
he passed in his cabin, " then, either the warrant
will be at Hong Kong and I will arrest my man, or
it will not be there, and this time I must, at all
hazards, delay his departure ! I have failed at Bom-
bay, I have failed at Calcuttajj, If I miss at Hong
Kong I shall lose my reputation ! _f)ost what it
may, I must succeed. '*'\ But what means shall I em-
ploy to delay, if it is necessary, the departure of
this accursed FoggJ^
As a last resort MX had decided to tell everything
to Passepartout, to let him know who the master
was that he was serving, and whose accomplice he
certainly was not. Passepartout, enlighted by this
revelation, fearing to be compromised, would with-
out doubt take sides with him, Fix?) But it was a
very hazardous means, which could only be em-
ployed in default of any other. One word from
Passepartout to his master would have been suffi-
cient to compromise the affair irrevocably.
The detective was then extremely embarrassed
when the presence of Mrs. Aouda on board of the
Rangoonjxin company with Phileas Fogg,; opened
new perspectives to him.
Who was this woman 1 What combination of
circumstances had made her Fogg's companion?
The meeting had evidently taken place between
Bombay and Calcutta. But at what point of the
peninsula ? [Was it chance which had brought to-
gether PhileaTFogg and the young traveler ? Had
not this journey across India, on the contrary, been
124 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS.
undertaken by this gentleman with the aim of join-
ing this charming person ? For she was charming !
Fix had had a good view of her in the audience hall
of the Calcutta tribunaLJ
It may be comprehended to what a point the de-
tective would be entangled. He asked himself if
there was not a criminal abduction in this affair.
Yes ! that must be it ! This idea once fastened in
the mind of Fix, and he recognized all the advan-
tage that he could get from this circumstance.
Whether this young woman was married or not,
there was an abduction, and it was possible to put
the ravisher in such embarrassment in Hong Kong
that he could not extricate himself by paying
money.
But it was not necessary to await the arrival of
the Kangoon at Hong Kong. This Fogg had the
detestable habit of jumping from one vessel into an-
other, and before the affair was entered upon he
might be far enough off.
The important thing was to warn the English
authorities, and to signal the Kangoon before her
arrival. Now, nothing would be easier to accom-
plish, as the steamer would put in at Singapore,
which is connected with the Chinese coast by a tele-
graph line.
But, before acting, and to be more certain^Fix
determined to question Passepartout. He knew it
was not very difficult to start the young man talk-
ingjand he decided to throw off the incognito that
he had maintained until that time. Now there was
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS. 125
no time to lose. It was October 31st, and the next
day the Rangoon would drop anchor at Singapore.
[This very day, Qcto"ber30th, Fix, leaving his cabin,
went upon deck with the intention of meeting
Passepartout first, with signs of the greatest sur-
prise. Passepartout was walking in the forward
part of the vessel when the detective rushed toward
him, exclaiming :
" Is this you, on the Rangoon ?"
"Monsieur Fix aboard!" replied Passepartout,
very much surprised, recognizing his old acquaint-
ance of the Mongolia. "What! I left you at
Bombay, and I meet you again on the route to
Hong Kong ! Are you also making the tour of the
world?"
" No, no," replied Fix. " I expect to stop at Hong
Kong, at least for a few days."
" Ah !" said Passepartout, who seemed astonished
for a moment. "But why have I not seen you
aboard since we left Calcutta ?"
" Indeed, I was sick a little seasickness I re-
mained lying down in my cabinj-l did not get
along as well in the Bay of Bengalas in the Indian
Ocean. (And your master, Phileas Foggf}
*Cls in perfect health, and as punctual as his
diary ! Not one day behind ! Ah ! Monsieur Fix,
you do not know it, but we have a young lady with
us also."
" A young lady ?" replied the detective, who acted
exactly as if he did not understand what his com-
panion was saying.
126 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DAYS.
But Passepartout soon gave him the thread of the
wfcole story!\ He related the incident of the pa-
goda in Bombay, the purchase of the elephant at
the cost of two thousand pounds, the suttee affair,
the abduction of Aouda, the sentence of the Cal-
cutta court, and their freedom under bail. Fix,
who knew the last portion of these incidents,
seemed not to know any of them, and Passe-
partout gave himself up to the pleasure of telling
his adventures to a hearer who showed so much
interest.
<\But," asked Fix at the end of the story, " does
your master intend to take this young woman to
Europe?"
" Not at all, Monsieur Fix ; not at all ! We are
simply going to put her in charge of one of her rela-
tives, a rich merchant of Hong KongTJ
" Nothing to be done there," said the detective to
himself, concealing his disappointment. " Take a
glass of gin, Mr. Passepartout."
"With pleasure, Monsieur Fix. It is the least
that we should drink to our meeting aboard the
Rangoon."
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS. 137
OHAPTEE XYII.
CN" WHICH ONE THING AND ANOTHER IS TALKED ABOUT
DURING THE TEIP FROM SINGAPORE TO HONG KONG.
r~ ^\
COPTER this day Passepartout] and the detective
jnet frequently, but the latter maintained a very
great reserve toward his companion, and he did not
try to make him talk. Once or twice only he had a
glimpse of Mr. Fogg, who was glad to remain in the
grand saloon of the Rangoon, either keeping com-
pany with Mrs. Aouda, or playing at whist, accord-
ing to his invariable habit.
^As for Passepartout, he (thought very seriously
over the singular chance which had once more put
Fix on his master's route/] And in fact it was a
little surprising. This gentleman, very amiable and
very complacent certainly, whom they met first at
Suez, who embarked upon the Mongolia, who
landed at Bombay, where he said that he would
stop, whom they meet again on the Rangoon, en
route for Hong Kong in a word, following step by
step the route marked out by Mr. Fogg he was
worth the trouble of being thought about. There
was at least a singular coincidence in it all. What
interest had Fix in it ? Passepartout was ready to
bet his slippers he had carefully preserved them
128 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS.
that Fix would leave Hong Kong at the same time
as they, and probably on the same steamer.
If Passepartout had thought for a century he
would never have guessed the detective's mission.
He would never have imagined that Phileas Fogg
was being " followed," after the fashion of a robber,
around the terrestrial globe. [ But as it is in human
nature to give an explanation for everything, Passe-
partout, suddenly enlightened, interpreted in this
way the permanent presence of Fixy and, indeed,
his interpretation was very plausible. According
to himfFix was, and could be, only a detective sent
upon Mr, Fogg's tracks by his colleagues of the Re-
form Club, to prove that this tour around the world
was accomplished regularly, according to the time
agreed upooi.! 1
" That is plain ! that is plain !" repeated the honest
fellow to himself, quite proud of his clear-sighted-
ness. " He is a spy whom these gentlemen have
put upon our heels. This is undignified ! To have
Mr. Fogg, a man so honorable and just, tracked by
a detective ! Ah ! gentlemen of the Reform Club,
that will cost you dearly !"
Passepartout, delighted with his discovery, re-
solved, however, to say nothing of it to his master,
fearing that he would be justly wounded at this mis-
trust which his opponents showed. But he promised
himself to banter Fix, as opportunity offered, with
covert allusions, and without committing himself.
On Wednesday, October 30th, in the afternoon,
the Rangoon entered the Straits of Malacca,
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS.
separating the peninsula of that name from Sumatra.
Mountainous, craggy, and very picturesque islets
concealed from the passenger the view of this large
island.
At four o'clock the next morning, the Kangoon,
having gained a half -day on its time-table, put in at
Singapore, to take in a new supply of coal.
Phileas Fogg noted this gain in the proper
column, and this time he landed, accompanying Mrs.
Aouda, who had expressed a desire to walk about for
a few hours.
Fix, to whom every act of Fogg seemed sus-
picious, followed him without letting himself be
noticed. Passepartout, who was going to make his
ordinary purchases, laughed in petto, seeing Fix's
maneuver.
The island of Singapore is neither large nor of an
imposing aspect. It is wanting in mountains, that
is to say, in profiles. However, it is charming even
in its meagerness. It is a park laid out with fine
roads. An elegant carriage, drawn by handsome
horses, such as have been imported from New
Holland, took Mrs. Aouda and Phileas Fogg into
the midst of massive groups of palm trees of
brilliant foliage, and clove trees, the cloves of which
are formed from the very bud of the half-opened
flower. There pepper plants replaced the thorny
hedges of European countries ; sage trees, and large
ferns with their superb branches varied the aspect
of this tropical region ; and nutmeg trees with shin-
ing leaves impregnated the air with a penetrating
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odor. Bands of monkeys, lively and grimacing,
were not wanting in the woods, nor perhaps tigers
in the jungles. Should any one be astonished to
learn that in this island, comparatively so small,
these terrible carnivorous animals were not de-
stroyed to the very last one, we may reply that
they come from Malacca, swimming across the
straits.
After having driven about the country for two
hours, Mrs. Aouda and her companion who looked
a little without seeing anything returned into the
town, a vast collection of heavy, flat-looking houses,
surrounded by delightful gardens, in which grow
mangoes, pineapples, and all the best fruits in the
world.
At ten o'clock they returned to the steamer,
having been followed, without suspecting it, by the
detective, who had also gone to the expense of a
carriage.
Passepartout was waiting for them on the deck
of the Rangoon. The good fellow had bought a
few dozens of mangoes, as large as ordinary apples
dark brown outside, brilliant red inside and
whose white pulp, melting in the mouth, gives the
true gourmand an unexcelled enjoyment. Passe-
partout was only too happy to offer them to Mrs.
Aouda, who thanked him very gracefully.
At eleven o'clock the Eangoon, having obtained
a full supply of coal, slipped from her moorings, and
a few hours later the passengers lost sight of the
high mountains of Malacca, whose forests shelter
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the most beautiful as well as the most ferocious
tigers in the world.
About thirteen hundred miles separate Singapore
from the island of Hong Kong, a small English
territory, detached from the Chinese coast. It was
Phileas Fogg's interest to accomplish this in six
days at the most, in order to take at Hong Kong
the steamer leaving that port on the 6th of Novem-
ber for Yokohama, one of the principal ports of
Japan.
The Kangoon was heavily laden. Many pas-
sengers had come aboard at Singapore Hindoos,
Ceylonese, Chinamen, Malays, and Portuguese
mostly second class.
The weather, which had been quite fine untilthis
time, changed with the last quarter of the moon.
The sea was high. The wind sometimes blew a
gale, but fortunately from the southeast, which
favored the movement of the steamer. When it
was practicable the captain had the sails unfurled.
The Rangoon, brig-rigged, sailed frequently with
its two topsails arid foresail, and its speed increased
under the double impetus of steam and sail. The
vessel thus made her way over a short and some-
times fatiguing sea, along the shores of Anam and
Cochin China.
But the passengers would have to blame the
Rangoon rather than the ocean for their sickness
and fatigue.
In fact, the ships of the Peninsular Company, in
the China service, are seriously defective in their
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construction. The proportion of their draught,
when loaded, to their depth of hold has been badly
calculated, and consequently they stand the sea but
poorly. Their bulk, closed, impenetrable to the
water, is insufficient. They are " drowned," to use
a maritime expression, and, in consequence, it does
not take many waves thrown upon the deck to
slacken their speed. These ships are then very in-
ferior if not in motive power and steam escapes
to the models of the French mail steamers, such
as the Imperatrice and Cambodge. "While, ac-
cording to the calculations of the engineers, the
latter can take on a weight of water equal to their
own before sinking, the vessels of the Peninsular
Company, the Golconda, the Corea, and finally
the Kangoon, could not take on the sixth of their
weight without going to the bottom.
Great precautions had to be taken then in bad
weather. It was sometimes necessary to sail under
a small head of steam. This loss of time did not
seem to affect Phileas Fogg at all, but Passepartout
was much put out about it. He blamed the captain,
the engineer, and the company, and sent to old
Nick all those who had anything to do with the
transportation of the passengers. Perhaps, also,
the thought of the gas burner still burning at his
expense in the house in Saville Eow had a large
share in his impatience.
t\Are you in a very great hurry to arrive at
Hong Kong?" the detective asked him one day.
" In a very great hurry !" replied Passepartout.
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" You think that Mr. Fogg is in a hurry to take
the Yokohama steamer ?"
" In a dreadful hurry."
" Then you believe now in this singular voyage
around the world?"
" Absolutely. And you, Monsieur Fix ?"
" I ? I don't believe in it." y ,
"You're a sly fellow," replied Passepartout,/
winking at him.
/This expression left the detective in a reverie.j
The epithet disturbed him without his knowing very
well why. Had the Frenchman guessed his purpose ?
He did not know what to think. But how had
Passepartout been able to discover his capacity as a
detective, the secret of which he alone knew? And
yet, in speaking thus to him Passepartout certainly
had an after thought.
It happened another day that the good fellow
went further. It was too much for him ; he could
no longer hold his tongue, 'fkpt us see, Monsieur
Fix," he asked his companion, in a roguish tone,
" when we have arrived at Hong Kong shall we be
so unfortunate as to leave you there ?"
" Oh !" replied Fix, quite embarrassed, " I do not
know ! Perhaps "
" Ah !" said Passepartout, " if you accompany us,
I would be so happy ! Let us see ! An agent of
the Peninsular Company could not stop on the route !
You were only going to Bombay, and now you will
soon be in China. America is not far off, and from
America to Europe it is only a step I"
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Fix looked attentively at his companion, who
showed the pleasantest face in the worldjand he
decided to laugh with him. But the latter, who was
in the humor,(asked him if his business brought him
in muchT\
" Yes and no," replied Fix, without frowning.
" There are fortunate and unfortunate business enter-
prises. But you understand, of course, that I don't
travel at my own expense ?"
" Oh ! I am very sure of that," replied Passepartout,
laughing still louder.
The conversation finished, Fix returned to his
cabin and sat down to thinjE) He was evidently
suspected. In one way or anotherQhe Frenchman
had recognized his capacity as a detective^ But had
he warned his master ? What r61e would he play in
all this ? Was he an accomplice or not ? Had they
got wind of the matter, and was it consequently
all up ? The detective passed some perplexing hours
there, at one time believing everything lost ; at
one time hoping that Fogg was ignorant of the
situation ; and finally not knowing what course to
pursue.
Meanwhile his brain became calmer, and he
resolved to act frankly with Passepartout. If mat-
ters were not in the proper shape to arrest Fogg at
Hong Kong, and if Fogg was then prepared to
leave finally the English territory, he (Fix) would
tell Passepartout everything. Either the servant
was the accomplice of his master, and the latter
knew everything, and in this case the affair was
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definitely compromised, or the servant had no part
in the robbery, and then his interest would be to
abandon the robber.
Such was the respective situation of these two
men, and above them Phileas Fogg was hovering
in his majestic indifference. He was accomplish-
ing rationally his orbit around the world, without
being troubled by the asteroids gravitating around
him.
And yet, in the vicinity, there was according to
the expression of astronomers a disturbing star
which ought to have produced a certain agitation
in this gentleman's heart. But no! The charm
of Mrs. Aouda did not act, to the great surprise
of Passepartout, and the disturbances, if they
existed, would have been more difficult to calculate
that those of Uranus, which led to the discovery of
Neptune.
Yes ! it was a surprise every day for Passepartout,
who read in the eyes of the young woman so much
gratitude to his master ! Phileas Fogg had decid-
edly heart enough for heroic actions, but for love
none at all ! As for the thoughts which the chances
of the journey might have produced in him, there
was not a trace. But Passepartout was living in a
continual trance.
One day, leaning on the railing of the engine-
room, he was intently looking at the powerful
engine which sometimes moved very violently,
when with the pitching of the vessel the screw
would fly out of the water. The steam then escaped
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from the valves, which provoked the anger of the
worthy fellow.
" These valves are not charged enough !" he cried.
" "We are not going ! Oh, these Englishmen ! If
we were only in an American vessel we would blow
up, perhaps, but we would go more swiftly I"
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CHAPTER XYIII.
IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG, PASSEPARTOUT, AND FIX,
EACH GOES ABOUT HIS OWN BUSINESS.
DURING the last few days of the voyage the
weather was pretty bad. The wind became very
boisterous. Eemaining in the northwest quarter, it
impeded the progress of the steamer. The Rangoon,
too unsteady already, rolled heavily, and the
passengers quite lost their temper over the long,
tiresome waves which the wind raised at a distance.
During the days of the 3d and 4th of November
it was a sort of tempest. The squall struck the sea
with violence. The Rangoon had to go slowly for
half a day, keeping herself in motion with only ten
revolutions of the screw, so as to lean with the
waves. All the sails had been reefed, and there waa
still too much rigging whistling in the squall.
The rapidity of the steamer, it may be imagined,
was very much diminished, and it was estimated
that she would arrive at Hong Kong twenty hours
behind time, and perhaps more, if the tempest did
not cease.
Phileas Fogg looked intently at this spectacle of
a raging sea, which seemed to struggle directly
against him, with his customary impassibility. His
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brow did not darken an instant, and yet a delay of
twenty hours might seriously interfere with his
voyage by making him miss the departure of the
Yokohama steamer. But this man without nerves
felt neither impatience nor annoyance. It seemed
truly as if this tempest formed a part of his pro-
gramme, and was foreseen. Mrs. Aouda, who
talked with her companion about this mishap, found
him as calm as in the past.
Fix did not look at these things in the same light.
On the contrary, this tempest pleased him very
much. His satisfaction would have known no
bounds if the Rangoon had been obliged to fly be-
fore the violent storm. All these delays suited him,
for they would oblige this man Fogg to remain some
days at Hong Kong. Finally the skies with their
squalls and tempests became his ally. He was a
little sick, it is true, but what did that matter ? He
did not count his nausea, and when his body was
writhing under the seasickness, his spirit was
merry with the height of its satisfaction.
As for Passepartout, it may be guessed how illy
concealed his anger was during this time of trial
Until then everything had moved on so well ! Land
and sea seemed to be devoted to his master. Steam-
ers and railways obeyed him. Wind and steam
combined to favor his journey. Had the hour of
mistakes finally sounded ? Passepartout, as if the
twenty thousand pounds of the wager had to come
out of his purse, was no longer happy. This tem-
pest exasperated him, this squall put him in a rage.
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and he would have gladly whipped the disobedient
sea! Poor fellow! Fix carefully concealed from
him his personal satisfaction, and it was well, for if
Passepartout had guessed the secret delight of Fix,
Fix would have been roughly used.
Passepartout remained on the Kangoon's deck
during the entire continuance ot the blow. He
could not remain below ; he climbed up in the masts ;
he astonished the crew and helped at everything
with the agility of a monkey. A hundred times he
questioned the captain, the officers, the sailors, who
could not help laughing at seeing him so much out
of countenance. Passepartout wanted to know pos-
itively how long the storm would last. They sent
him to the barometer, which would not decide to
ascend. Passepartout shook the barometer, but
nothing came of it, neither the shaking nor the in-
sults that he heaped upon the irresponsible instru-
ment.
Finally the tempest subsided. The sea became
calmer on the 4th of November. The wind veered
two points to the south and again became favor-
able.
Passepartout cleared up with the weather. The
topsails and lower sails could be unfurled, and the
Kangoon resumed her route with marvelous swift-
ness.
But all the time lost could not be regained. They
could only submit, and land was not signaled until
the 6th at five o'clock A.M. The diary of Phileas
Fogg put down the arrival of the steamer on the
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5th, and she did not arrive until the 6th, which was
a loss of twenty-four hours, and of course they would
miss the Yokohama steamer.
At six o'clock the pilot came aboard the Kangoon
and took his place on the bridge to guide the vessel
through the channels into the port of Hong Kong.
Passepartout was dying to ask this man whether
the Yokohama steamer had left Hong Kong. But
he did not dare, preferring to preserve a little hope
until the last moment. He had confided his anxiety
to Fix, who the cunning fox tried to console him
by saying that Mr. Fogg would be in time to take
the next boat. This put Passepartout in a towering
rage.
But if Passepartout did not venture to ask the
pilot, Mr. Fogg, after consulting his " Bradshaw,"
asked in his quiet manner of the said pilot if he knew
when a vessel would leave Hong Kong for Yoko-
hama.
" To-morrow morning at high tide," replied the
pilot.
"Ah," said Mr. Fogg, without showing any aston-
ishment.
Passepartout, who was present, would have liked
to hug the pilot, whose neck Fix would have wrung
with pleasure.
" What is the name of the steamer ?" asked Mr.
Fogg.
" The Carnatic," replied the pilot.
" "Was she not to leave yesterday ?"
"Yes, sir; but they had to repair on of her
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boilers, and her departure has been put off until
to-morrow."
"Thank you," replied Mr. Fogg, who, with his
automatic step, went down again into the saloon of
the Eangoon.
Passepartout caught the pilot's hand, and, pressing
it warmly, said :
" Pilot, you are a good fellow !"
The pilot doubtless never knew why his answers
had procured him this friendly expression. A whistle
blew, and he went again upon the bridge of the
steamer and guided her through the flotilla of junks,
tankas, fishing-boats, and vessels of all kinds which
crowded the channels of Hong Kong.
In an hour the Eangoon was at the wharf and the
passengers landed.
It must be confessed that in this circumstance
chance had singularly served Phileas Fogg. With-
out the necessity of repairing her boilers the Car-
natic would have left on the 5th of November, and
the passengers for Japan would have had to wait a
week for the departure of the next steamer. Mr.
Fogg, it is true, was twenty-four hours behind time,
but this delay could not have any evil consequences
for the rest of the journey.
In fact, the steamer which crosses the Pacific
from Yokohama to San Francisco was in direct con-
nection with the Hong Kong steamer, and the
former could not leave before the latter had arrived.
Evidently they would be twenty -four hours behind
time at Yokohama, but it would be easy to make
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them up during the voyage across the Pacific, last-
ing twenty-two days. Phileas Fogg found himself,
then, within about twenty-four hours of the condi-
tions of his programme thirty-five days after leaving
London.
The Carnatic not leaving until five o'clock the
next morning, Mr. Fogg had sixteen hours to attend
to his business that is, that which concerned Mrs.
Aoudaj On landing from the vessel he offered his
arm to the young woman and led her to a palanquin.
He asked the men who carried it to point him out a
hotel, and they named the Club Hotel. The palan-
quin started, followed by Passepartout, and twenty
minutes after they arrived at their destination.
; An apartment was secured for the young woman,
and Phileas Fogg saw that she was made comforta-
ble. Then he told Mrs. Aouda that he was going
immediately to look for the relative in whose care
he was to leave her at Hong Kong. At the same
time he ordered Passepartout to remain at the hotel
until his return, so that the young woman should
not be left alone.
The gentleman was shown the way to the Ex-
change. There they would unquestionably know a
personage such as the honorable Jejeeh, who was
reckoned among the richest merchants of the city.
The broker whom Mr. Fogg addressed did indeed
know the Parsee merchant. But for two years he
had not lived in China. Having made hisjortune,
he had gone to live in Europe in Hollan^j, it was
believed, which was explained by the extensive cor-
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respondence which he had had with that country
during his life as a merchant.
Phtteas Fogg returned to the Club Hotel. He
immediately asked permission to see Mrs. Aouda,
and without ^iny other- preamble told her that the
honorable Jejeeh was no longer living in Hong Kong,
but probably was living in Holland.
I Mrs. Aouda did not reply at first. Passing her
hand over her forehead, she thought for a few mo-
ments and then said, in her sweet voice :
"What ought I to do, Mr. Fogg I"
" It is very simple," replied the gentleman. " Go
on to Europe."
" But I cannot abuse "
"You do not abuse, and your presence does
not at all embarrass my programme. Passepar-
tout !"
" Monsieur," replied Passepartout.
" Go to the Carnatic and engage three cabins.
Passepartout, delighted with continuing his voy-
age in the company of the young woman, who
was very gracious to him, immediately left the Club
Hotel.
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CHAPTEK XIX.
IN WHICH PASSEPARTOUT TAKES A LITTLE TOO LIVELY
INTEREST IN HIS MASTER, AND WHAT FOLLOWS.
HONG KONG is only a small island secured to Eng-
land by the treaty of Nankin after the war of 1842.
In a few years the colonizing genius of Great Brit-
ain had established there an important city, and
created the port Yictoria. This island is situated
at the mouth of the Canton river, and sixty miles
only separate it from the Portuguese city of Macao,
built on the other shore. Hong Kong must neces-
sarily vanquish Macao in a commercial struggle,
and now the greatest part of the Chinese transpor-
tation is done through the English city. Docks,
hospitals, wharves, warehouses, a Gothic cathe-
dral, a government house, macadamized streets, all
would lead one to believe that one of the commer-
cial cities of the counties of Kent or Surrey, trav-
ersing the terrestrial sphere, had found a place at this
point in China, nearly at its antipodes.
Passepartout, with his hands in his pockets, saun-
tered toward the port Yictoria, looking at the
palanquins, the curtained carriages still in favor in
the Celestial Empire, and all the crowd of Chinese,
Japanese, and Europeans hurrying along in the
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streets. In some things it was like Bombay, Cal-
cutta, or Singapore that the worthy fellow was find-
ing again on his route. There is thus a track of
English towns all around the world.
Passepartout arrived at Victoria port. There, at
the mouth of Canton river, was a perfect swarm of
the ships of all nations, English, French, American,
Dutch, war and merchant vessels, Japanese or Chi-
nese craft, junks, sempas,' tankas, and even flower-
boats, which formed so many parterres floating on
the waters. Walking along Passepartout noticed a
certain number of natives dressed in yellow, all of
quite advanced age. Having gone into a Chinese
barber's to be shaved " a la Chinese," he learned
from a Figaro in the shop, who spoke pretty good
English, that these ancient men were at least
eighty years old, and that at this age they had the
privilege of wearing yellow, the imperial color.
Passepartout found this very funny, without know-
ing exactly why.
His beard shaved; he repaired to the wharf from
which the Carnatic Would leave^ and there he per-
ceived Fix walking up and dowkpat which he was
not at all astonished. But the detective showed
upon his face the marks of great disappointment.
" Good !" said Passepartout to himself ; " that
will be bad for the gentlemen of the Reform Club !"
And he accosted Fix' with his merry smile,
without seeming to notice the vexed air of his
compani>n.
the detective had good reasons to fret about
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the infernal luck which was pursuing him. No war-
rant ! It was evident that the warrant was run-
ning after him, and that it could reach him only if
he stopped some days in this city. Now Hong
Kong being the last English territory on the route,
this Mr. Fogg would escape him finally if he did
nqt succeed in detaining him there.
L" Well, Monsieur Fix, have you decided to come
with us as far as America ?" asked Passepartout.
" Yes," replied Fix between his closed teeth.
" Well, then !" cried Passepartout, shouting with
laughter. " I knew very well that you could not
separate yourself from us. Come and engage your
berth, come !"
And both entered the ticket office and engaged
cabins for four persons. But the clerk told them
that the repairs of the Carnatic being completed,
the steamer would leave at eight o'clock in the
evening, and not the next morning, as had been an-
nounced.
" Yery good !" replied Passepartout, " that will
suit my master. I am going to inform him."
At this moment Fix took an extreme step. He
determined to tell Passepartout everything. It
was the only means, perhaps, that he had of retain-
ing Phileas Fogg for a few days in Hong Kong.
Leaving the office, Fix offered to treat his com-
panion in a tavern. Passepartout had the time.
He accepted Fix's invitation.
A tavern opened on the qua^ It had an inviting
appearance. v ; Both entered VJ$ was a large room,
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finely decorated, at the back of which was stretched
a camp bed, furnished with cushions. Upon this
bed were lying a certain number} of sleepers.
Some thirty customers in the large room occu-
pied small tables of plaited rushes. Some emptied
pints of English beer, ale, or porter, others jugs of
alcoholic liquors, gin, or brandy. Besides, the most
of them were smoking long, red-clay pipes, stuffed
with little balls of opium mixed with essence of rose.
Then, from time to time, some smoker overcome
would fall down under the table, and the waiters of
the establishment, taking him by the head and feet,
carried him on to the camp bed, alongside of another.
Twenty of these sots were thus laid side by side, in
the last stage of brutishness.
Fix and Passepartout understood that they had
entered a smoking-house haunted by those wretched,
stupefied, lean, idiotic creatures, to whom mercantile
England sells annually ten million four hundred
thousand pounds' worth of the fatal drug called
opium. Sad millions are these, levied on one of the
most destructive vices of human nature.
The Chinese government has tried hard to remedy
such an abuse by severe laws, but in vain. From
the rich class, to whom the use of opium was at first
formally reserved, it has descended to the lower
classes, and its ravages can no longer be arrested.
Opium is smoked everywhere and always in the
Middle Empire. Men and women give themselves
up to this deplorable passion, and when they are
accustomed to inhaling the fumes they can no
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longer do without it, except by suffering terrible
cramps in the stomach. A great smoker can
smoke as many as eight pipes a day, but he dies in
five years.
Now, it was in one of the numerous smoking-
houses of this kind, which swarm even in Hong
Kong, that Fix and Passepartout had entered with
the intention of refreshing themselves. Passepartout
had no money, but he accepted willingly the " polite-
ness" of his companion, ready to return it to him at
the proper time and place.
They called for two bottles of port, to which the
Frenchman did full justice, while Fix, more reserved,
observed his companion with the closest attention.
l They talked of one thing and another, and especially
of the excellent idea that Fix had of taking passage
on the Carnatic. The bottles now being empty,
Passepartout rose to inform his master that the
steamer would leave several hours in advance of the
time announced.
Fix detained him.
" One moment," he said.
" What do you wish, Monsieur Fix ?" X
"I have some serious matters to talk to you
about."
" Serious matters !" cried Passepartout, emptying
the few drops of wine remaining in the bottom of
his glass. " Yery well, we will talk about them to-
morrow. I have not the time to-day."
" Kemain," replied Fix. " It concerns your
master."
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Passepartout, at this phrase, looked attentively at
his questioner.
The expression of Fix's face seemed singular to
him. He took a seat again.
" What have you to say to me ?" he asked.
Fix placed his hand upon his companion's arm,
and lowering his voice, he asked him :
jjiLYou have guessed who I was ?"
" Parbletyu /" said Passepartout, smiling.
" Then I am going to tell you everything."
" Now that I know everything^my friend. Ah !
that's pretty tough ! But go on. But first let me
tell you these gentlemen have put themselves to
very useless expense."
"Useless," said Fix. "You speak confidently.
It may be seen that you do not know the size of the
sum."
" But I do know it," replied Passepartout. " Twen-
ty thousand pounds !"
" Fifty-five thousand !" replied Fix, grasping the
Frenchman's hand.
" What !" cried Passepartout. " Monsieur Fogg
would have dared Fifty-five thousand pounds!
Well, well ! All the more reason that I should not
lose an instant," he added, rising again.
" Fifty-five thousand pounds !" replied Fix, who
forced Passepartout to sit down again, after having
ordered a decanter of brandy " and if I succeed I
get a reward of two thousand pounds. Do you
wish five hundred of them on condition that you help
me?"
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" Help you ?" cried Passepartout, whose eyes were
opened very wide.
" Yes, help me to detain Mr. Fogg in Hong Kong
for a few days."
" Phew !" said Passepartout, " what are you say-
ing ? How, not satisfied with having my master
followed, with suspecting his faithfulness, do these
gentlemen wish to throw new obstacles in his way.
I am ashamed for them."
" Ah ! what do you mean by that ?" asked Fix.
" I mean that it is simple indelicacy. It is about
the same as stripping Monsieur Fogg and putting
his money in their pockets."
" Ah ! that is the very thing we are coming to !"
" But it is a trap !" cried Passepartout who was
getting lively under the influence of the brandy
with which Fix was plying him, and which he
drank without noticing it " a real trap ! Gentle-
men ! Colleagues !"
Fix began to be puzzled. *
"Colleagues!" cried Passepartout, "members of
the Reform Club 1 You must know, Monsieur Fix,
that my master is an honest man, and that, when
he has made a bet, he intends to win it fairly."
" But who do you think I am ?" asked Fix, fasten-
ing his look upon Passepartout.
" Parbleu ! an agent of the members of the Re-
form Club with the mission to interfere with my
master's journey, which is singularly humiliating.
So, although it has been some time already since I
guessed your business, I have taken good care not
to disclose it to Monsieur Fo^gr."
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" He knows nothing ?" asked Fix quickly.
" Nothing," answered Passepartout, emptying his
glass once more.
The agent passed his hand over his forehead.
He hesitated before continuing the conversation.
What ought he to do ? The error of Passepartout
seemed sincere, but it rendered his plan more dif-
ficult. It was evident that this young man was
speaking with perfect good faith, and that he was
not his master's accomplice which Fix had feared.
" Well," he said to himself, " since he is not his
accomplice, he will aid me."
The detective had the advantage a second time.
Besides he had no more time to wait. At any cost
Fogg must be arrested at Hong Kong.
," Listen," said Fix, in an abrupt tone, " listen
carefully to me. I am not what you think, that is,
an agent of the members of the Keform Club "
" Bah !" said Passepartout, looking at him in a
jocose way.
" I am a police detective, charged with a mission
by the metropolitan government."
" You a detective !"
" Yes, and I will prove it," replied Fix. " Here
is my commission."
And the agent, taking a paper from his pocket-
book, showed his companion a commission signed
by the commissioner of the central police. Pas-
separtout stunned, unable to articulate a word,
looked at Fix.
" The bet of Mr. Fogg," continued Fix, " is only
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a pretext of which you are the dupes, you and his
colleagues of the Keform Club, for he had an
interest in assuring himself of your unconscious
complicity. 1 "
"But why?"
" Listen. The 28th of September, ultimo, a rob-
bery of fifty-five thousand pounds was committed
at the Bank of England, by an individual whose
description they were able to obtain. Now, look
at this description, and it is feature for feature that
of Mr. Fogg."
" Humbug !" cried Passepartout, striking the table
with his clinched fist. "My master is the most
honest man in the world !"
" How do you know ?" replied Fix. " You are
not even acquainted with him. You entered his
service the day of his departure, and he left pre-
cipitately under a senseless pretext, without trunks,
and carrying with him a large sum in banknotes !
And you dare to maintain that he is an honest
man ?"
" Yes, yes !" repeated the poor fellow mechani-
cally.
" Do you wish, then, to be arrested as his accom-
plice?"
Passepartout dropped his head in his hands. He
could no longer be recognized. He did not look at
the detective. Phileas Fogg, the deliverer of
Aouda, the brave and generous man, a robber!
And yet how many presumptions therefore against
him. Passepartout tried to force back the suspi-
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cions which would slip into his mind. He would
never believe in his master's guilt.
CjLTo conclude, what do you want of me ?" said he
to the detective by a strong effort.
" See here," replied Fix^" I have tracked Mr.
Fogg to this point, but I have not yet received the
warrant of arrest, for which I asked, from London.
LSTou must help me, then, to keep him in Hong
Kon^ "
"I! Help you!"
" And I will share with you the reward of two
thousand pounds promised by the Bank of Eng-
land !"
"Never!" replied Passepartout, who wanted to
rise and fell back, feeling his reason and his strength
at once escaping him.
" Monsieur Fix," he said, stammering, " even if
everything you have told me should be true if my
master should be the robber whom you seek which
I deny I have been I am in his service I have
seen him kind and generous betray him never
no, not for all the gold in the worlcy-I am from a
village where they don't eat that kind of bread !"
[5 You refuse?"
"I refuse."
" Treat it as if I had said nothing," replied Fix,
" and let's take a drink !"
"All right, let's take a drink!"
Passepartout felt himself more and , jnore over-
come by intoxication. Fix, understanding that he
at all hazards separate him from his master,
154 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA T8.
wanted to finish him. On the table were a few
pipes filled with opium. Fix slipped one into Passe-
partout's hands, who took it, lifted it to his lips,
lighted it, took a few puffs, and fell over, his head
stupefied under the influence of the narcotic.
" At least," said Fix, seeing Passepartout out of
the way, "Mr. Fogg will not be informed in time of
the departure of the Carnatic, and if he leaves he
will at least be without this cursed Frenchman 1"
Then he left, after paying his bilL
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CHAPTEE XX.
IN WHICH FIX COMES IN DIRECT CONTACT WITH
PHILEAS FOGG.
DURING this scene, which might perhaps seriously
interfere with his future, Mr. Fogg, accompanying
Mrs. Aouda, was taking a walk through the streets
of the English town. Since Mrs. Aouda accepted
his offer to take her to Europe, he had to think of
all the details necessary for so long a journey. That
an Englishman like him should make the tour of
the world with a carpet-bag in his hand, might pass ;
but a lady could not undertake such a journey
under the same conditions. Hence the necessity of
baying clothing and articles necessary for the
voyage. Mr. Fogg acquitted himself of his task
with the quiet characteristic of him, and he invari-
ably replied to all the excuses and objections of the
young woman, confused by so much kindness :
" It is the interest of my journey ; it is in my
programme."
The purchases made, Mr. Fogg and the young
woman returned to the hotel, and dined at the table
tflidte, which was sumptuously served. Then Mrs.
Aouda, a little tired, went up into her room, after
156 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA T8.
having shaken hands, English fashion, with her im-
perturbable deliverer.
He, Fogg, was absorbed all the evening in read-
ing the Times and the lllusfrated London News.
If he had been a man to be astonished at any-
thing, it would have been not to have seen his
servant at the hour for retiring. But, knowing that
the Yokohama steamer was not to leave Hong
Kong before the next morning, he did not other-
wise bother himself about it. The next morning
Passepartout did not come at Mr. Fogg's ring.
What that honorable gentleman thought, on
teaming that his servant had not returned to the
hotel no one could have said. Mr. Fogg contented
himself with taking his carpet-bag, calling for Mrs.
Aouda, and sending for a palanquin.
It was then eight o'clock, and high tide, of which
the Carnatic was to take . advantage to go out
through the passes, was put down at half-past
nine.
When the palanquin arrived at the door of the
hotel, Mr. Fogg and Mrs. Aouda got into the com-
fortable vehicle, and their baggage followed them
on a wheelbarrow.
\ Half an hour later the travelers dismounted on
the wharf, and there Mr. Fogg learned that the
Carnatic had left the evening before.
Mr. Fogg, who counted on finding at the same
time both the steamer and his servant, was com-
pelled to do without both. But not a sign of dis-
appointment appeared upon his face; and, when
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Mrs. Aouda looked at him with uneasiness, he con-
tented himself with replying :
" It is an accident, madam, nothing more."
\ At this moment a person who had been watching
him closely came up to him. It was the detective,
Fix, who turned to him and said :
" Are you not, like myself, sir, one of the passen-
gers of the Rangoon, who arrived yesterday ?"
" Yes, sir," replied Mr. Fogg coldly, " but I have
not the honor "
" Pardon me, but I thought I would find your
servant here."
"Do you know where he is, sir?" asked the
young woman quickly.
" What !" returned Fix, feigning surprise, " is he
not with you ?"
" No," replied Mrs. Aouda. " He has not re-
turned since yesterday. Has he perhaps embarked
without us aboard the Carnatic ?"
"Without you, madam?" replied Fix. "But
excuse my question, you expected then to leave by
that steamer ?"
" Yes, sir."
" I too, madam, and I am much disappointed.
The Carnatic, having completed her repairs, left
Hong Kong twelve hours sooner without warning
any one, and we must now wait a week for another
steamer !"
Fix felt his heart jump for joy in pronouncing
these words, " a week." A week ! Fogg detained
a week at Hong Kong ! There would be time to
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receive the warrant of arrest. Chance would at
last declare for the representative of the law.
It may be judged then what a stunning blow he
received when he heard Phileas Fogg say in his
calin voice :
|. " But there are other vessels than the Carnatic,
it seems to me, in the port of Hong Kong."
And Mr. Fogg, offering his arm to Mrs. Aouda,
turned toward the docks in search of a vessel
leaving.~]
Fix, stupefied, followed. It might have been
said that a thread attached him to this man.
However, chance seemed really to abandon him
whom it had served so well up to that time,
ileas Fogg Jor three hours traversed the port in
every direction,/ decided, if it was necessary, to
charter a vessel to take him to Yokohama ; but he
saw only vessels loading or unloading, and which
consequently could not set sail. Fix began to hope
again.
But Mr. Fogg was not disconcerted,' and he was
going to continue his search, if he had to go as far
as Macao, when he was accosted by a sailor on the
end of the pier.
"Your honor is looking for a boat?" said the
sailor to him, taking off his hat.
" You have a boat ready to sail ?" asked Mr. Fogg.
" Yes, your honor, a pilot-boat, No. 43, the best
injthe flotilla." '7
" She goes fast ?"
" Between eight and nine knots an hour, nearly
the latter. Will you look at her?"
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Your honor will be satisfied. Is it for an ex-
cursion ?"
" No, for a voyage."
" A voyage ?"
" You will undertake to convey me to Yoko-
hama ?" }
The sailor, at these words, stood with arms ex-
tended and eyes starting from his head.
" Your honor is joking ?" he said.
" No, I have missed the sailing of the Carnatic,
and I must be at Yokohama on the 14th, at the
latest, to take the steamer for San Francisco."
[^1 regret it," replied the pilot, "but it is impossi-
ble?'
" I offer you one hundred pounds per day, and a
reward of two hundred pounds if I arrive in time."
" You are in earnest ?" asked the pilot.
" Very much in earnest," replied Mr. Fogg.
The pilot withdrew to one side. He looked at
the sea, evidently struggling between the desire to
gain an enormous sum and the fear of venturing so
far. 'I Fix was in mortal suspense.
P&uring this time Mr. Fogg had returned to Mrs.
Aouda.
" You will not be afraid, madam?" he asked.
" With you no, Mr. Fogg," replied the young
woman.
The pilot had come toward the gentleman again,
and was twisting his hat in his hands.
"Well, pilot?" said Mr. Fogg.
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" Well, your honor," replied the pilot, " I can risk
neither my men, nor myself, nor yourself, in so long
a voyage on a boat of scarcely twenty tons, at this
time of the year. Besides, we would not arrive in
time, for it is sixteen hundred and fifty miles from
Hong Kong to Yokohama."
" Only sixteen hundred," said Mr. Fogg.
" It is the same thingj
Fix took a good long breath.
!"J3ut," added the pilot, " there might perhaps be
a means to arrange it otherwise."
Fix did not breathe any more.
["How?" asked Phileas Fogg^
" By going to Nagaski, the southern extremity of
Japan, eleven hundred miles, or only to Shanghai,
eight hundred miles from Hong Kong. In this last
journey we would not be at any distance from the
Chinese coast, which would be a great advantage,
all the more so that the currents run to the north."
" Pilot," replied Phileas Fogg, " I must take the
American mail steamer at Yokohama, and not at
Shanghai or Nagaski."
"Why not?" replied the pilot. \ "The San Fran-
cisco steamer does not start fromTokohamaTi She
j
stops there and at__JTagaski, ibut her port of de-
parture is Shanghai/]
" You are certain of what you are saying ?"
" Certain."
~ rt And when does the steamer leave Shanghai?"
" On the llth, at seven o'clock in the evening.
We have then four days before us. Four days, that
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is ninety-six hours, and with an average of eight
knots an hour,jif we have good luck, if the wind
keeps to the southeast, if the sea is calm, we can
make the eight hundred miles which separate us
from Shanghai/^J
"And y6u can leave "
" In an hour, time enough to buy my provisions
and hoist sail."
" It is a- ha-T'ga"* you are the master of the boat ?"
" Yes, John Bunsby, master of the Tankadere."
" Do you wish some earnest money ?"
" If it does not inconvenience your honor."
-- v
r.Here are two hundred pounds on account. Sir,"
added Phileas Fogg, turning toward Fix, " if you
wish to take advantage "
" Sir," answered Fix resolutely, " I was going to
ask this favor of you."
" Well. In half an hour we will be on board."
" But this poor fellow " said Mrs. Aouda, whom
Passepartout's disappearance worried very much.
" I am going to do all I can to find him," replied
Phileas Fogg.
And while Fix, nervous, feverish, angry, repaired
to the pilot-boat, the two others went to the police
station at Hong Kong. Phileas Fogg gave there
Passepartout's description, and left a sufficient sum
to find him. /The same formality was carried out at
the French consular agent's, and the palanquin
having stopped at the hotel where the baggage had
been taken, took the travelers back to the outer
pier.
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Three o'clock. The pilot-boat, No. 43, her crew
on board, and her provisions stowed away, was
ready to set sail.
She was a charming little schooner of twenty tons
this Tankadere with a sharp cutwater, very
graceful shape, and long water lines. She might
have been called a racing yacht. Her shining
copper sheathing, her galvanized iron work, her
deck white as ivory, showed that Master John
Buns by knew how to keep her in good condition.
Her two masts leaned a little to the rear. She
carried brigantine foresail, storm-jib, and standing-
jib, and could rig up splendidly for a rear wind.
She ought to sail wonderfully well, and in fact she
had won several prizes in pilot-boat matches.
The crew of the Tankadere was composed of
the master, John Bunsby, and four men. They were
of that class of hardy sailors who, in all weathers,
venture out in search of vessels, and are thoroughly
acquainted with these seasons. John Bunsby, a man
about forty-five years, vigorous, well sunburned, of
a lively expression, of an energetic face, self-reliant,
well posted in his business, would have inspired con-
fidence in the most timorous.
Phileas Fogg and Mrs. Aouda went on board.
Fix was already there. } They went down by steps
in the rear of the schooner into a square cabin,
whose walls bulged out in the form of cots, above a
circular divan. In the middle there was a table
lighted by a hanging lamp. It was small, but neat
" I regret having nothing better to offer you,"
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said Mr. Foggj to Fix, who bowed without reply-
ing.
' The detective felt somewhat humiliated by thus
taking advantage of Mr. Fogg's kindnesses.
" Surely," he thought, " he is a very polite rogue,
but he is a rogue !"
At ten minutes after three the sails were hoisted.
The English flag was flying at the gaff of the
schooner. HThe passengers were seated on deck.
Mr. Fogg and Mrs. Aouda cast a last look at the
wharf, in hopes of seeing Passepartout.
Fix was not without apprehension, for chance
might have brought to this place the unfortunate
young man whom he had so indignantly treated,
and then an explanation would have taken place,
from which the detective would not have got out to
advantage.. But the Frenchman did not show him-
self, and doubtless the stupefying narcotic still held
him" under its influence.
Finally Master John Bunsby ordered to start,
and the Tankadere, taking the wind under her
brigantine foresail and standing-jib, flew out in the
bounding sea.
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CHAPTEE XXL
IN WHICH THE MASTER OF THE TANKADERE RUNS
GREAT RISK OF LOSING A REWARD OF TWO HUN-
DRED POUNDS.
THIS voyage of eight hundred miles, undertaken
in a craft of twenty tons, and especially in that
season of the year, was venturesome. The Chinese
seas are generally rough, exposed to terrible blows,
principally during the equinoxes, and this was in the
first days of November.
It would have very evidently been to the advan-
tage of the pilot to take his passengers so far as
Yokohama, as he was paid so much per day. But
it would have been great imprudence on his part to
attempt such a voyage under such conditions, and it
was a bold act, if not a rash one, to go as far as
Shanghai. But John Bunsby had confidence in his
Tankadere, which rode the waves like a gull, and
perhaps he was not wrong.
During the later hours of this day the Tanka-
dere sailed through the capricious channels of
Hong Kong, and, in all her movements, from what-
ever quarter the wind came, she behaved hand-
somely.
" I do not need, pilot," said Phileas Fogg, the
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA YS- 165
moment the schooner touched the open sea, " to
recommend to you all possible diligence."
" Your honor may depend upon me," replied John
Bunsby. " In the matter of sails, we are carrying
all that the wind will allow us to carry. Our poles
would add nothing, and would interfere with the
sailing of our craft."
" It is your trade, and not mine, pilot, and I trust
to you." Phileas Fogg, his body erect and legs
wide apart, standing straight as a sailor, looked at
the surging sea without staggering. The young
woman seated aft, felt quite affected looking at the
ocean, already darkened by the twilight, which she
was braving upon so frail a craft. Above her head
were unfurled the white sails, looking in space like
immense wings. The schooner, impelled by the
wind, seemed to fly through the air.
Night set in. The moon was entering her first
quarter, and her scanty light was soon extinguished
in the haze of the horizon. Clouds were rising
from the east, and already covered a portion of the
heavens.
The pilot had put his lights in position an indis-
pensable precaution to take in these seas, so much
frequented by vessels bound landward. Collisions
were not rare, and at the rate she was going, the
schooner would be shattered by the least shock.
Fix was dreaming forward on the vessel. He
kept himself apart, knowing Fogg naturally to be
not much of a talker. Besides, he hated to speak to
this man, whose accommodations he had accepted.
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He was thinking thus of the future. It appeared
certain to him that Mr. Fogg would not stop at
Yokohama, that he would immediately take the
San Francisco steamer to reach America, whose vast
extent would assure him impunity with security.
It seemed to him that Phileas Fogg's plan could not
be simpler.
Instead of embarking in England for the United
States, like a common rogue, this Fogg had made
the grand round, and traversed three-quarters of
the globe, in order to gain more surely the American
continent, where he would quietly consume the
large sum stolen from the bank, after having thrown
the police off his track. But, once upon the soil of
the United States, what would Fix do ? Abandon
this man ? No, a hundred times no ! And until he
had obtained an extradition order he would not
leave him for an instant. It was his duty, and he
would fulfill it to the end. In any event one happy
result had been obtained. Passepartout was no
longer with his master; and, especially after the
confidence Fix had reposed in him, it was important
that the master and servant should never see each
other again.
Phileas Fogg was constantly thinking of his
servant, who had disappeared so singularly. After
having thought over everything, it seemed not im-
possible to him that, in consequence of a misunder-
standing, the poor fellow had set sail upon the
Carnatic at the last moment. It was the opinion
of Mrs. Aouda also, who regretted very much this
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS. 167
good servant, to whom she owed so much. It might
be that they would find him again at Yokohama,
and if the Carnatic had taken him thither, it would
be easy to find it out.
Toward ten o'clock the breeze began to freshen.
Perhaps it would have been prudent to take in a
reef, but the pilot, having carefully examined the
state of the heavens, left the rigging as it was.
Besides, the Tankadere carried sail admirably,
having a deep draft of water, and everything was
prepared to go rapidly in case of a gale.
At midnight Phileas Fogg and Mrs. Aouda de-
scended into the cabin. Fix had preceded them, and
was stretched on one of the cots. As for the pilot
and his men, they remained on deck all night.
The /next day, the 8th of November, at sunrise,
the schooner had made more than one hundred
miles?) Her course, frequently tried, showed that
the average of her speed was between eight and
nine knots an hour. The Tankadere carried full
sail, and injthis rig she obtained the maximum of
rapidity. \Jf the wind kept the same, the chances
were in her favor.y
The Tankadere, during the whole day, did not go
far from the coast, whose currents were favorable
to her, and which was five miles off at the most
from her larboard quarter, and irregularly outlined
appeared sometimes across the clearings. The wind
coming from the land was, on that account, not
quite so strong, a fortunate circumstance for the
schooner, for vessels of a small tonnage suffer above
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all from the roll of the sea which interferes with
their speed, " killing " them, to use the sailors' ex-
pression.
Toward noon the breeze abated a little and set in
from the southeast. The pilot put up his poles ;
but at the end of two hours it was necessary to take
them down, as the wind freshened up again.
Mr. Fogg and the young woman, very fortunately
unaffected by seasickness, eat with a good appetite
the preserves and ship biscuit. Fix was invited to
share their repast, and was compelled to accept,
knowing very well that it is as necessary to ballast
stomachs as vessels, but it vexed him ! To travel at
this man's expense, to be fed from his provisions,
was rather against his grain. He eat, daintily, it is
true, but finally he eat.
However, this repast finished, he took Mr. Fogg
aside and said to him :
" Sir "
This "sir" scorched his lips, and he controlled
himself so as not to collar this " gentleman !"
" Sir, you have been very kind to offer me a pas-
sage on your vessel. But, although my resources
do not permit me to expend as freely as you, I in-
tend to pay my share
"Let us not speak of that, sir," replied Mr.
Fogg.
" But, if I insist
" No, sir," repeated Fogg, in a tone which did not
admit of reply. " That will enter into the general
expenses."
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DAYS. 169
Fix bowed ; he had a stifling feeling, and going
forward he lay down, and did not say a word more
during the day.
In the meantime they were moving on rapidly.
John Bunsby had high hopes. He said to Mr. Fogg
several times that they would arrive at Shanghai at
the desired time. Mr. Fogg simply replied that he
counted on it. The whole crew .went to work in
earnest. The reward enticed these good people. So
there was not a sheet which was not conscientiously
tightened ! Not a sail which was not vigorously
hoisted ! Not a lurch for which the man at the
helm could be blamed ! They would not have ma-
neuvered more rigorously in a regatta of the Koyal
Yacht Club.
In the evening the pilot marked on the log a dis-
tance of two hundred and twenty miles from Hong
Kong, and Phileas Fogg might hope that on arriv-
ing at Yokohama he would not have to note any
delay in his journal. Thus, the first serious mis-
chance that he had suffered since his departure from
London would probably not affect his journey worth
mentioning.
During the night, toward the early morning
hours, the Tankadere entered, without difficulty, the
Straits of Fo Kien, which separate the large Island
of Formosa from the Chinese coast, and she crossed
the Tropic of Cancer. The sea was very rough in
these straits, full of eddies formed by counter cur-
rents. The schooner labored heavily. The short
waves broke her course. It became very difficult to
stand up on the deck-
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"With daybreak the wind became fresher. \JThere
was the appearance of a squall in the heavens. Be-
sides, the barometer announced a speedy change o
the atmosphere ; its daily movement was irregular,
and the mercury oscillated capriciously. The sea
was seen rising toward the southeast in long swells,
betokening a tempest. The evening before the sun
had set in a red haze amid the phosphorescent scin-
tillations of the ocean.
The pilot examined the threatening aspect of the
sky for a long time, and muttered between his teeth
indistinctly. At a certain moment, finding himself
near his passenger, he said in a low voice :
" Can I speak freely to your honor ?"
" You can," replied Phileas Fogg.
" Well, we are going to have a squall."
" Will it come from the north or the south ?" asked
Mr. Fogg simply.
" From the south. See. A typhoon is coming
ap."
'Mjrood for the typhoon from the south, since it
will send us in the right direction," replied Mr.
Fogg.
" If you take it so^' replied the pilot, " I have
nothing more to say."
John Bunsby's presentiments did not deceive him.
At a less advanced season of the year the typhoon,
according to the expression of a celebrated meteor-
ologist, would have passed off like a luminous cas-
cade of electric flames, but in the winter equinox
it was to be feared that it would burst with vio-
lence.
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The pilot took his precautions in advance. He
had all the schooner's sails reefed, and the yards
brought on deck. The pole-masts were dispensed
with. All hands went forward. The hatches were
carefully fastened. Not a drop of water could then
enter the hull of the vessel. A single triangular
sail, a foresail of strong canvas, was hoisted as a
storm-jib, so as to hold the schooner to the wind
behind. And they waited.
^John Bunsby had begged his passengers to go
down into the cabin; but in the narrow space,
almost deprived of air, and-knoeked~abont ~by^-4he
waves, this imprisonment had in it nothing agreeable.
Neither Mr. Fogg, nor Mrs. Aouda, nor even Fix
was contented to leave the deck.
Toward eight o'clock the storm of rain and wind
struck the deck. "With nothing but her little bit of
sail, the Tankadere was raised like a feather by the
wind, the violence of which could not well be de-
scribed in words. Compare her speed to quadruple
that of a locomotive rushing along under full head
of steam, and it would still be below the truth.
During the whole day the vessel ran on thus to-
ward the north, carried by the tremendous waves,
preserving, fortunately, a rapidity equal to theirs.
Twenty times she was almost submerged by these
mountains of water which rose upon her from the
rear, but an adroit turn of the helm by the pilot
warded off the catastrophe. The passengers were
sometimes covered all over by the showers of spray,
which they received philosophically. Fix did not
172 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS.
like it, doubtless, but the intrepid Aouda, with her
eyes fixed upon her companion, whose coolness she
could only admire, showed herself worthy of him, and
braved the storm at his side. As for Phileas Fogg,
it seemed as if this typhoon formed a part of his
programme.
Up to this time the Tankadere had always held
her course toward the north ; but toward evening,
as might have been feared, the wind, shifting three
quarters, blew from the northwest. The schooner,
now having her side to the waves, was terribly
shaken. The sea struck her with a violence well
calculated to terrify any one who does not know
how solidly every part ~of a vessel is fastened to-
gether.
With nightfall the tempest grew wilder. Seeing
darkness come on, and with it the increase of the
storm, John Bunsby felt great uneasiness. He asked
himself if it would not be time to put in somewhere,
and he consulted his crew.
His men consulted, John Bunsby approached Mr.
Fogg, and said to him :
" I believe, your honor, that we would do well to
make one of the ports of the coast."
" I believe so, also," replied Phileas Fogg.
" Ah !" said the pilot, " but which one !"
" I only know one," said Mr. Fogg quietly.
"And that is "
" Shanghai !"
The pilot could not at first comprehend for a few
moments what this answer meant ; how much
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obstinacy and tenacity it comprised. Then he
cried :
" Ah, well, yes ! your honor is right. On to
Shanghai !"
And the direction of the Tankadere was unwaver-
ingly kept to the north.
It was truly a terrible night ! It was a miracle
that the little craft did not capsize. Twice she was
submerged, and everything would have been carried
off the deck if the fastening of the ropes had given
away. Mrs. Aouda was worn out, but she did not
utter a complaint. More than once Mr. Fogg had
to rush toward her to protect her from the violence
of the waves.
Daylight reappearedj The tempest was still
raging with the greatest fury. However, the wind
fell again into the southeast. It was a favorable
change, and the Tankadere resumed her way on
this high sea, whose waves then struck those pro-
duced by the new direction of the wind. Thence a
shock of counter-rolling waves, which would have
crushed a less solidly built bark.
PFrom time to time through the broken mist
the coast could be perceived, but not a ship in
sight. The Tankadere was the only one oiKthe sea.
At noon there were some signs of a calm^wbich,
with the sinking of the sun toward the horizon, were
more distinct.
The short duration of the tempest was owing to
its very violence, f ,The passengers, completely worn
out, could eat a little and take some rest.
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The night was comparatively quiet. The pilot
had the sails again hoisted at a loWreef.Llhe speed
of the vessel was considerable. j[The next day, the
llth, at day dawn, the coast being sighted, John
Bunsby was able to assert that they were not one
hundred miles from Shanghai.
One hundred miles, and only this day left to
make the distance ! That very evening Mr. Fogg
ought to arrive at Shanghai, if he did not wish to
miss the departure of the Yokohama steamer.
Without this storm, during which he lost several
hours, he would not,. .at this moment, have been
thirty miles from port.
The breeze slackened, but fortunately the sea
fell with it. The schooner was covered with canvas.
Poles, staysails, counter- jibs, all were carried, and
the sea foamed under her keel.
At noon the Tankadere was not more than forty-
five miles from Shanghai. She had six hours more
to make that port before the departure of the
steamer for Yokohama.
The fears of all were great ; they wanted to arrive
at any cost. All felt their hearts impatiently beat-
ing Phileas Fogg doubtless excepted. The little
schooner must keep an average of nine knots an
horn-/ and the wind was constantly going down ! It
was an irregular breeze, with capricious puffs com-
ing from the coast. They passed, and the sea be-
came more smooth immediately after.
But the vessel was so light, and her high sails, of
a fine material, caught the capricious breeze so well
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thatjfwith the current in their favor, at six o'clock
John Bunsby counted only ten miles to Shanghai
river, for the city itself is situated at a distance of
twelve miles at least above the mouth. , At seven
o'clock they were stilPthree miles from "Shanghai.
A formidable oath escaped from the pilot's lips. It
was evident that the reward of two hundred pounds
was going to slip from him. He looked at Mr. Fogg.
Mr. Fogg was impassible, and yet his whole fortune
was at stake at this moment.
At this moment, too, a long, black funnel, crowned
with a wreath of smoke, appeared on the edge of the
water. It was the American steamer going- at the
regular hour.
" Maledictions on her !" cried John Bunsby, who
pushed back the rudder desperately.
" Signal her," said Phi leas Fogg simply.
A small brass cannon stood on the forward deck
of the Tankadere. "] It served to make signals in hazy
weather.
(TThe cannon was loaded to the muzzle, but at the
moment that the pilot was going to apply a red-hot
coal to the touchhole Mr. Fogg said :
" Hoist your flag."
The flag was hoisted half-mast. It was a signal
of distress, and it was to be hoped that the Ameri-
can steamer, perceiving it, would change her course
for, a moment to assist the little craft.
f" Fire!" said Mr. Fogg.
-And the booming of the little cannon sounded
through the air.
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CHAPTEK XXII.
IN WHICH PASSEPARTOUT SEES VEKY WELL THAT, EVEN
AT THE ANTIPODES, IT IS PRUDENT TO HAVE SOME
MONEY IN ONE'S POCKET.
THE Carnatic, having left Hong Kong on the 6th
of November, at half-past six p. M., turned under
full head of steam toward the Japanese shores. She
carried a full load of freight and passengers. Two
cabins aft were unoccupied. They were the ones
retained for Mr. Phileas Fogg.
The next morning the men in the forward part of
the vessel saw, not without some surprise, a passen-
ger, with half-stupefied eyes and disordered head,
coming out of the second cabin, and with tottering
steps taking a seat on deck.
This passenger was Passepartout himself. This
is what happened :
Some minutes after Fix left the smoking-house
two waiters raised Passepartout, who was in a deep
sleep, and laid him on the bed reserved for the
smokers. But, three hours later, Passepartout, pur-
sued even in his bad dreams by" a fixed idea, woke
again and struggled against the stupefying action
of the narcotic. The thought of unaccomplished
duty shook off his torpor. He left this drunkard's
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS. 177
bed reeling, supporting himself by the wall,J:alling
and rising, but always and irresistibly urged on by
a sort of instinct. He finally went out of the smok-
ing-house, crying in a dream, " the Carnatic ! the
Carnatic !"
The steamer was there, steam up, ready to leave.
Passepartout had only a few steps to go. He rushed
upon the plank, crossed it, and fell unconscious on
the forward deck at the moment that the Carnatic
was slipping her moorings. .
Some of the sailors, as men accustomed to these
kind of scenes, took the poor fellow down into a
second cabin, and Passepartout only waked the next
morning, one hundred and fifty miles from the
Chinese coast.
This is then why Passepartout found himself this
morning on the Carnatic's deck, taking full draughts
of the fresh sea-breezes. The pure air sobered him.
He commenced to collect- his ideas, but he did not
succeed without difficulty. But, finally, he recalled
the scenes of the day before, the confidences of Fix,
the smoking-house, etc.
" It is evident," he said to himself, " that I have
been abominably drunk ! What will Mr. Fogg say ?
In any event, I have not missed the steamer, and
this is the principal thing."
Then, thinking of Fix, he said to himself :
" As for him, I hope we are now rid of him, and
that he has not dared, after what he proposed to me,
to follow us on the Carnatic. A police detective on
toy master's heels, accused of the robbery committed
178 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA Y8.
upon the Bank of England ! Pshaw ! Mr. Fogg is
as much a robber as I am a murderer!" Ought
Passepartout to tell these things to his master?
Would it be proper to inform him of the part
played by Fix in this affair? Would it not be
better to wait until his return to London, to tell him
that an agent of the metropolitan police had fol-
lowed him, and then have a laugh with him ? Yes,
doubtless. In any event, it was a matter to be
looked into. The most pressing thing was to rejoin
Mr. Fogg and beg him to pardon him for his inex-
cusable conduct.
Passepartout then rose. The sea was rough, and
the ship rolled heavily. The worthy fellow his
legs not very steady yet reached as well as he
could the after-deck of the ship.
He saw no one on the deck that resembled either
his master or Mrs. Aouda.
" Good," said he, " Mrs. Aouda is still abed at this
hour. As for Mr. Fogg, he has probably found
some whist player, and according to his habit "
So saying, Passepartout descended to the saloon.
Mr. Fogg was not there. Passepartout had but one
thing to do : to ask the purser which cabin Mr. Fogg
occupied. The purser replied that he did not know
any passenger of that name.
"Pardon me," said Passepartout, persisting.
" The gentleman in question is tall, cold, non-com-
municative, accompanied by a young lady "
" We have no young lady on board," replied the
purser. " To convince you, here is the list of pas-
sengers. You can examine it"
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA YS. 179
Passepartout looked over the list. His master's
name did not appear. /
He felt bewildered. Then an idea struck him.
"Ah ! but see ! I am on the Carnatic ?" he cried.
" Yes," replied the purser.
"En route for Yokohama 2"
"Exactly so."
Passepartout had for a moment feared that he
had mistaken the vessel ! Eut though he was on
the Carnatic, he was certain that his master was not
there.
Passepartout dropped into an armchair. It was
a thunderstroke for him. j And suddenly there was
a gleam of light. He recollected that the hour of
departure for the Carnatic had been anticipated,
that he was to notify his master, and that he had
not done it ! It was his fault, then, if Mr. Fogg and
Mrs. Aouda had missed this steamerj .
His fault, yes, but still more that of the traitor
who, to separate him from his master, to keep the
latter in Hong Kong, had made him drunk ! For at
last he understood the detective's maneuver. And
now Mr. Fogg surely ruined, his bet lost, arrested,
perhaps imprisoned ! Passepartout at this thought
tore his hair. Ah ! if Fix ever fell into his hands,
what a settlement of accounts there would be !
Finally, after the first moment of bewilderment,
Passepartout recovered his coolness and studied the
situation. It was not enviable. The Frenchman
was on the road to Japan. Certain of arriving there,
how was he to get away ? His pocket was empty.
180 TO UR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA T8.
Not a shilling, not a penny in it! However, his
passage and meals on board were paid in advance.
He had then five or six days to come to a decision.
It could not be described how he eat and drank dur-
ing the voyage. He eat for his master, for Mrs.
Aouda, and for himself. He eat as if Japan, where
he was going to land, was a desert country, bare of
avery eatable substance.
.At high tide, on the morning of tte^ 13th, the
Carnatic entered the port of Yokohama../
This place is an important stopping point in the
Pacific, where all the mail and passenger steamers
between North America, China, Japan, and the
Malay Islands put in. Yokohama is situated on the
Bay of Jeddo, at a short distance from that immense
city, the second capital of the Japanese Empire,
formerly the residence of the Tycoon, at the time
that civil emperor existed, and the rival of Tokio,
the large city in which the Mikado, the ecclesiastical
emperor, the descendant of the gods, lives.
The Carnatic came alongside the wharf at Yoko-
hama near the jetties of the port, and the custom
house, in the midst of the numerous vessels belong-
ing to all nations.
Passepartout set foot, without any enthusiasm, on
this so curious soil of the Sons of the Sun. He had
nothing better to do than to take chance for his
guide, and to go at a venture through the streets of
the city.
Passepartout found himself at first in an abso-
lutely European city, with its low front houses,
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS. 181
ornamented with verandas, under which showed
elegant peristyles, and which covered with its streets,
its squares, its docks, its warehouses, the entire space
comprised between " Treaty Promontory " and the
river. There, as at Hong Kong, and as at Calcutta,
there was a confused swarm of people of all races
Americans, English, Chinese, Dutch7~merchants
l*ready to sell everything and to buy everything, in
the midst of whom the Frenchman found himself as
strange as if he had been cast into the Hottentot
country.
Passepartout had, it is true, one resource : it was
to make himself known at the French or English
consular agents' establishment at Yokohama; but
he hated to tell his story, so intimately connected
with that of his master, and before coming to that
he wished to exhaust all other chances.
Then, having gone through the European quarter
of the city, without chance having served him in
anything, he entered the Japanese quarter, decided,
if it was necessary, to push on to Jeddo.
This native portion of Yokohama is called Ben-
ten, from the name af a goddess of the sea, wor-
shiped in the neighboring islands. There were to
be seen splendid avenues of firs and cedars; the
sacred gates of a strange architecture ; bridges half
hid in the midst of bamboos and reeds; temples
sheltered under the immense and melancholy shade
of aged cedars, retreats in the depths of which
vegetated the priests of Buddhism and the sectaries
of the religion of Confucius ; interminable streets
182 TOUR OF TEE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA T8.
in which could have been gathered a whole crop of
children, rose-tinted and red-cheeked, good little
people that might have been cut out of some native
screen, and which were playing in the midst of
short-legged poodles, and yellowish, tailless cats,
very indolent, and very affectionate.
In the streets there was a constant swarm, going
and coming incessantly ; priests passing in proces-
sion, beating their monotonous tambourines ; patrol-
men, custom house or police officers, with pointed
hats incrusted with lac, and carrying two sabers
in their belts; soldiers dressed in blue cottonade
with white stripes, and armed with percussion
muskets ; guards of the Mikado, enveloped in their
silken doublets, with hauberk and coat of mail, and
a number of other military men of all ranks for in
Japan the profession of a soldier is as much
esteemed as it is despised in China. Then, men-
dicant friars, pilgrims in long robes, simple civil-
ians, with their glossy and jet-black hair, large
heads, long bust, slender legs, short stature, and
complexions from the dark shades of copper to dead
white, but never yellow like that of the Chinese,
from whom the Japanese differ essentially. Finally,
between the carriages, the palanquins, the horses,
the porters, the curtained wheelbarrows, the
"norimons" with lac-covered sides, and the sub-
stantial "cangos," genuine bamboo litters, were
seen moving some homely women, with tightly
drawn eyes, sunken chests, and teeth blackened
according to the fashion < vf ' the time, taking short
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS. 183
steps with their little feet, upon which were canvas
shoes, straw sandals, or clogs of worked wood.
They also wore with elegance the national garment,
the " kiri mon," a sort of dressing-gown, crossed
with a silk scarf, whose broad girdle expanded be-
hind into an extravagant knot, which the modern
Parisian ladies seem to have borrowed from the
Japanese.
Passepartout walked for some hours in the midst
of this checkered crowd, looking at the curious and
rich shops ; the bazaars where are heaped up all the
display of Japanese jewelry ; the restaurants,
adorned with streamers and banners, into which he
was interdicted from entering ; and those tea-
houses in which are drank full cups of the warm,
fragrant tea, with " saki " a liquor extracted from
fermented rice and those comfortable smoking-
houses, where very fine tobacco is smoked, and not
opium, whose use is almost unknown in Japan.
Then Passepartout found himself in the fields, in
the midst of immense rice crops. There were ex-
panding, with flowers which threw out their last
perfumes, dazzling camellias, not borne upon shrubs,
but upon trees ; and in ,the bamboo inclosures,
cherry, plum, and apple trees, which the natives
cultivate rather for their blossoms than for their
fruit, and which grinning scarecrows protect from
the beak of the sparrows, the pigeons, the crows,
and other voracious birds. There was not a
majestic cedar which did not shelter some large
eagle ; not a weeping willow which did not cover
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with its foliage some heron, sadly perched on one
foot; while, finally, in all directions there were
rooks, ducks, hawks, wild geese, and a large num-
ber of those cranes which the Japanese treat as
"lords," and which symbolize for them long life
and good fortune.
Wandering thus, Passepartout saw some violets
among the grass, and said :
" Good ! there is my supper."
But having smelled them, he found no odor in
them.
" No chance here !" he thought.
The good fellow had certainly had the foresight
to breakfast as heartily as possible before he left the
Carnatic ; but after walking around for a day he
left that his stomach was very empty. He had
noticed that sheep, goats, or pigs were entirely
wanting at the stalls of the native butchers ; and as
he knew that it is a sacrilege to kill beeves, kept
only for the needs of agriculture, he concluded that
meat was scarce in Japan. He was not mistaken ;
but in default of butcher's meat, his stomach would
have accommodated itself very well to quarters of
deer or wild boar, some partridges or quails, some
poultry or fish, with which the Japanese feed them-
selves almost exclusively, with the product of the
rice fields. But he had to put a brave heart against
ill luck, and postponed to the next day the care of
providing for his nourishment.
Night came on. Passepartout returned to the
native quarter, and wandered in the streets in the
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA T8. 185
midst of the many-colored lanterns, looking at the
groups of dancers, executing their feats of agility,
and the astrologers in the open air gathering the
crowds around their telescopes. Then he saw
again the harbor, relieved by the fires of the fisher-
men who were catching fish by the light of their
torches.
Finally, the streets became empty. To the crowd
succeeded the rounds of the patrolmen. These
officers, in their magnificent costumes and in the
midst of their suite, resembled embassadors, and
Passepartout repeated pleasantly, each time that he
met some dazzling patrol :
" Good, good ! Another Japanese embassy start-
ing for Europe 1"
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CHAPTEK XXIII.
is WHICH PASSEPARTOUT'S NOSE is LENGTHENED
ENORMOUSLY.
THE next day Passepartout, tired out and hungry,
said to himself that he must eat at any cost, and
the sooner the better. He had this resource, to. sell
his watch, but he would rather die of hunger. jNow
was the time, or never, for this good fellow to
utilize the strong, if not melodious, voice with
which nature had favored him. i
He knew a few French and English airs, and he
determined to try them. The Japanese ought cer-
tainly to be lovers of music, since everything with
them was done to the sound of the cymbals, the tam-
tam, and drums, and they could not but appreciate
the talents of a European amateur.
But, perhaps, he was a little early to organize a
concert, and the dilettanti, unexpectedly awakened,
would, perhaps, not hayje paid the singer in money
with the Mikado's likeness.
Passepartout decided, then, to wait a few hours,
but in|sauntering along the thought came to him
that he" would look too well dressed for a wandering
artist, and the idea struck him to exchange his cloth-
ing for a suit more in harmony with his position.
TOUR OF TEB WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS. 187
This exchange would besides produce a sum which
he could immediately apply to satisfying his
appetite.
This resolution taken, it only remained to execute
it. It was only after a long search that Passepar-
tout found a native clothes dealer, to whom he told
his want. The European garments pleased the
man, and soon Passepartout came out wrapped in
an old Japanese robe, and on his head a sort of one-
sided turban, discolored by the action of the
weather. But in return a few small pieces of
money jingled in his pocket.
" Good," he thought, " I will fancy that we are
in the carnival !"
Passepartout's first care, thus " Japanesed," was
to enter a tea-house of modest appearance, and
there, with some remains of poultry and a few
handfuls of rice, he breakfasted like a man for whom
dinner would be still a problem to be solved.
'" Now," he said to himself, when he had taken
hearty refreshment, " the question is not to lose my
head. ; I have no longer the resource of selling this
garment for another still more Japanese. _I must
then consider the means of getting away as
promptly as possible from this country of the Sun,
of which I will preserve but a sorry recoUectionTb-
Passepartout then thought of visiting the steamers
about to set sail for America. He counted on offer-
ing himself in the capacity of cook or servant,
asking only his passage and his meals as his entire
compensation. Once at San Francisco he would
188 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA T8.
see how he would get out of his scrape. The
important thing was to traverse these four thousand
seven hundred miles of the Pacific stretching
between Japan and the New World.
Passepartout, not being a man to let an idea
languish, turned toward the port of Yokohama.
But as he approached the docks, his plans, which
had appeared so simple to him at the moment when
he had the idea, seemed more and more difficult of
execution. Wljy should they need a cook or
servant aboard an American steamer, and what
confidence would he inspire, muffled up .in this
manner ? What recommendations would be of any
service ? What references could he give ?
'I As he was thus reflecting, his eyes fell upon an
immense placard which a sort of clown was carry-
ing through the streets of Yokohama. This
programme was thus worded in English :
"ACROBATIC JAPANESE TROUPE
OF THE
HONORABLE WILLIAM BATULOAR.
LAST REPRESENTATIONS,
BEFORE THEIR DEPARTURE FOR THE
UNITED STATES OF AMERICA,
OF THE
LONG NOSES ! LONG NOSES !
UNDER THE DIRECT PROTECTION OF THK
GOD TINGOU !
GREAT ATTRACTION !"
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS. 189
"The United States of America," cried Passe-
partout, " that's just what I want !"
He followed the man with his placards, and thus
soon re-entered the Japanese quarter. A quarter of
an hour later jhe stopped before, a large house sur-
rounded by clusters of streamers, and whose exterior
walls represented, without perspective, but in violent
colors, a whole company of jugglers.
It was' the Honorable Batulcar's ; establishment,
who was a sort of American Barnum, director of a
troupe of mountebanks, jugglers, clowns, acrobats,
equilibrists, gymnasts, which, according to the
placard, was giving its last performance before
leaving the Empire of the Sun for the States of the
Union.
y'assepartout entered under the porch in front of
house, and asked for Mr. Batulcar. He ap-
peared in person.
" What do you wish ?" he said to Passepartout,
taking him at first for a native.
" Do you need a servant ?" asked Passepartout.
" A servant," cried the Barnum, stroking his thick
gray beard hanging heavily under his chin. "I
have two, obedient and faithful, who have never left
me, and who serve me for nothing^ on condition
that I feed them. And here they are," he added,
showing his two robust arms, furrowed with vein?
as large as the strings of a bass viol.
" So I can be of no good to you ?"
"None."
190 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIQHTY DA Y8.
" The devil ! It would have suited me so well to
leave with you."
" Ah, I see !" said the Honorable Batulcar.
" You are as much a Japanese as I am a monkey !
Why are you dressed in this way ?"
" One dresses as one can."
" Very true. You are a Frenchman ?"
" Yes, a Parisian from Paris."
" Then you ought to know how to make gri-
maces ?" I -\
"^Indeed," replied Passepartout,/ vexed at seeing
his nationality call forth this question, " we French-
men know how to make grimaces, it is true, but not
better than the Americans."
" Just so. Well, if I do not take you as a servant
I can take you as a clown. You understand, my
good fellow? In France they exhibit foreign
clowns, and abroad, French clowns."
"Ah!"
" You are strong, are you not ?"
" Particularly when I have been at the table."
" And you know how to sing ?"
" Yes," replied Passepartout, who had formerly
taken part in street concerts.
."But do you know how to sing on your head,
with a top spinning on the sole of your left foot,
and a saber balanced on the sole of your right ?"
" Parbleu /" replied Passepartout, who recalled
the first exercises of his youth.
" Then, you see, all is right !" replied the Honor-
able Batulcar.
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA YS. 191
The engagement was concluded there and then.
At last Passepartout had found a position. He
was engaged to do everything in the celebrated
Japanese troupe. It was not very flattering, but
within a week he would be on his way to San
Francisco.
The performance, so noisily announced by the
Honorable Batulcar, was to commence at three
o'clock,! and soon the formidable instruments of a
Japanese orchestra, drums, and tam-tams, sounded
at the door. We understand very well that Passe-
partout could not have studied a part, but he was to
give the support of his solid shoulders in the grand
feat of the " human pyramid," executed by the Long
Noses of the god Tingou. This great attraction of
the performance was to close the series.
Before three o'clock the spectators had crowded
the large building. Europeans and natives, Chinese
and Japanese, men, women, and children, rushed
upon the narrow benches, and into the boxes
opposite the stage. The musicians had entered, and
the full orchestra, with gongs, tam-tams, bones,
flutes, tambourines, and large drums went to work
furiously.
The performance was what all these acrobatic ex-
hibitions are. But it must be confessed that the
Japanese are the best equilibrists in the world.
One, with his fan and small bits of paper, executed
the graceful trick of the butterflies and flowers.
Another, with the odorous smoke of his pipe, traced
192 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DAYS.
rapidly in the air a series of bluish words, which
formed a compliment addressed to the audience.
The latter juggled with lit candles, which he blew
out in succession as they passed before his lips, and
which he lit again, one after the other, without in-
terrupting, for a single moment, his wonderful jug-
glery. The former produced, by means of spinning-
tops, the most improbable combinations. Under his
hand these humming machines seemed to be gifted
with a life of their own in their interminable whirl-
ing ; they ran over pipe stems, over the edges of
sabers, over wires as thin as hair, stretched from one
side of the stage to the other; they went round
large glass vases, they went up and down bamboo
ladders, and scattered into all the corners, and pro-
duced harmonic effects of a strange character by
combining their various tones. The jugglers tossed
them up, and they turned in the air ; then threw
them like shuttlecocks with wooden battledoors, and
they kept on turning ; they thrust them into their
pockets, and when they brought them out they were
still spinning until the moment when a relaxed
spring made them bud into a Chinese tree !
It is useless to describe here the wonderful feats
of the acrobats and gymnasts of the troupe. The
turning on ladders, poles, balls, barrels, etc., was
executed with remarkable precision. j^But the prin-
cipal attraction of the performance was the exhibi-
tion of the Long ISTosesj astonishing equilibrists,
with whom Europe is not yet acquainted.
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These Long Noses form a special company placed
under the direct patronage of the god Tingou.
Dressed like heroes of the middle ages, they bore
a splendid pair of wings on their shoulders. But
what distinguished them more particularly was the
long nose with which their faces were ornamented,
and, above all, the use they made of them.'? - These
noses were nothing less than bamboos, five, six, ten
feet long ; some straight, others curved ; the latter
smooth, the former with warts on them. It was on
these appendages, fastened firmly, that all their
balancing feats were performed. A dozen of these
sectaries of the god Tingou lay upon their backs,
and their comrades came, dressed like lightning-rods,
to make sport on their noses, jumping, leaping
from one to the other, executing the most incredible
somersaults.
. To close, they had specially announced to the
public the " human pyramid," in which fifty Long
Noses were to represent the car of Juggernaut.
But instead of forming this pyramid by taking their
shoulders for a point of support, the artists of the
Honorable Batulcar made it with their noses. Now,
the one of them who usually formed the base of the
car had left the troupe, and as all that was necessary
was to be strong and agile, Passepartout was chosen
to take his place.
The good fellow felt quite melancholy, when
sad recollection of his youth he had put on this
costume of the middle ages, adorned with parti-
colored wings, and when a nose six feet long had
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been put on his face. But this nose was to earn his
bread for him, and he took his part.
I Passepartout went, upon the stage and took his
place with those of his colleagues who were to form
the base of the car/of Juggernaut. All stretched
themselves on the ffbor, their noses turned toward
the ceiling. A second section of equilibrists placed
themselves upon these long appendages, a third
formed a story above, then a fourth, and on these
noses which only touched at the point, a human
monument soon rose to the height of the cornices
of jthe theater.
Now the applause was redoubled, and the instru-
ments in the orchestra crashed like so much thunder,
when the pyramid shook, the equilibrium was
broken, one of the noses of the base was missing,
and the monument fell like a house of cards.
It was Passepartout's fault, who, leaving his post,[
clearing the footlights without the aid of his wings,
and climbing up to the right-hand gallery, fell at
thejfeet of a spectator, crying :
jfa Ah ! my master ! my master 1"
"You here ?"
"Myself!"
" Well, then, in that case to the steamer, young
man I"
Mr. Fogg, Mrs. Aouda, who accompanied him,
and Passepartout rushed through the lobbies to the
outside of the building. But there they found the
Honorable Batulpar, furious, claiming damages for
the " breakage." Phileas Fogg appeased his anger
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by throwing him a handful of banknotes. Mr. Fogg
and Mrs. Aouda set foot on the American steamer,
followed by Passepartout, with his wings on his
back, and on his face the nose six f eejb long which
he had not yet been, able to tear off \^
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CHAPTEK XXIV.
DTTRING WHICH IS ACCOMPLISHED THE VOYAGE AOBO88
THE PACIFIC OCEAN.
WHAT had happened in sight of Shanghai is un-
derstood. The signals made by the Tankadere had
been observed by the Yokohama steamer. The
captain, seeing a flag at half-mast, had turned his
vessel toward the little schooner. A few minutes
after Phileas Fogg, paying for his passage at the
price agreed upon, put in the pocket of John Buns-
by, master, five hundred and fifty pounds. Then
the honorable gentleman, Mrs. Aouda, and Fix as-
cended to the deck of the steamer, which immediately
took its course fi/orn Nagasaki and Yokohama.
Having arrived on the morning of the 14th of
November, on time, Phileas Fogg, letting Fix go
about his business, had gone aboard the Carnatic,
and there he learned, to the great joy of Mrs.
Aouda and perhaps to his own, but he did not let
it appear that the Frenchman, Passepartout, had
really arrived the day before at Yokohama.^/
Phileas Fogg, who was to start again the same
evening for San Francisco, set immediately in
search of his servant. He inquired in vain of the
French and English consular agents, and after use-
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lessly running through the streets of Yokohama,
he despaired of finding Passepartout again, when
chance, or perhaps a sort of presentiment, made
him enter the theater of the Honorable Batulcar.
He would certainly not have recognized his servant
under this eccentric mountebank dress ; but the lat-
ter, lying on his back, saw his master in the gallery.
He could not restrain a movement of his nose.
Thence a breaking of the equilibrium and what
followed.
This is what Passepartout learned from Mrs.
Aouda's mouth, who told him then how the voyage
had been made from Hong Kong to Yokohama in
company of a Mr. Fix, on the schooner Tanka-
dere.
At the name of Fix, Passepartout did not change
countenance. He thought that the time had not
come to tell his master what had passed between the
detective and himself. Thus, in the story which
Passepartout told of his adventures, he only accused
and excused himself of having been overcome by the
intoxication of opium in a smoking-house in Hong
Kong.
Mr. Fogg listened coldly to this narrative, without
replying ; then he opened for his servant a credit
sufficient for him to procure on board more suitable
garments. And, indeed, an hour had not passed,
when the good fellow, having cut off his nose and
shed his wings, had nothing more about him which
recalled the sectary of the god Tingou.
The steamer making the voyage from Yokohama
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to San Francisco belonged to the Pacific Mail Steam-
ship Company, and was named the General Grant.
She was a large side -wheel steamer of two thousand
five hundred tons, well equipped and of great speed.
An enormous walking-beam rose and fell successively
above the deck ; at one of its ends moved the piston-
rod, and at the other the connecting-rod, which,
changing the movement in a straight line to a
circular one, was applied directly to the shaft of
the wheels. The General Grant was rigged as a
three-masted schooner, and she had a large surface
of sails, which aided her steam power materially.
| "By making twelve miles an hour the steamer would
only need twenty-one days to cross the Pacific.
Phileas Fogg then had good reasons for believing that,
landed at San Francisco on the 2d of December, he
would be in New York on the llth, and in London
on the 20th, thus gaining some hours on the fatal
date of the 21st of December.
The passengers aboard the steamer were quite
numerous some Englishmen, many Americans, a
genuine emigration of coolies to America, and a
certain number of officers of the Indian army, who
made use of their leave of absence by making the
tour of the world.
P During this voyage there was no nautical incident.
The steamer, borne up on its large wheels, supported
by its large amount of canvas, rolled but little. The
Pacific Ocean justified its name sufficiently. Mr.
Fogg was as calm and noncommunicative as usual.
His young companion felt herself more and more
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attached to this man by other ties than those of
gratitude. This silent nature, so generous, in short,
made a greater impression upon her than she thought,
and almost unknown to herself she allowed herself
to have feelings which did not seem to affect in any
way the enigmatic Fogg.
Besides, Mrs. Aouda was very much interested in
the gentleman's plans. She was uneasy at the
retarding circumstances which might prevent the
success of the tour. She frequently talked with
Passepartout, who readily detected the feelings of
Mrs. Aouda's heart. j This good fellow had the
most implicit faith with regard to his master ; he
did not exhaust his praises of the honesty, the
generosity, the devotion of Phileas Fogg ; then he
reassured Mrs. Aouda as to the issue of the voyage,
repeating that the most difficult part was done, that
they had left the fantastic countries of China and
Japan, that they were returning to civilized countries,
and finally, that a train from San Francisco to New
York, and a transatlantic steamer from New York
to Liverpool, would be sufficient, doubtless, to finish
this impossible tour of the world in the time agreed
upon.
r Nine days after leaving Yokohama, Phileas Fogg
Tiad traversed exactly the half of the terrestrial
globeTj
In fact, the General Grant, on the 23d of No-
vember, passed the one hundred and eightieth
meridian, upon which in the southern hemisphere
are to be found the antipodes of London. It is true
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that of the eighty days at his disposal he had used
fifty-two, and there only remained to him twenty-
eight to be consumed. But we must notice that if
the gentleman only found himself halfway round
by the difference of meridians, he had really accom-
plished more than two-thirds of its entire course.
Indeed, what forced detours from London to Aden,
from Aden to Bombay, from Calcutta to Singapore,
from Singapore to Yokohama ! By following around
the fiftieth parallel, which is that of London, the
distance would have been but about twelve thousand
miles, while Phileas Fogg was compelled, by the
caprices of the means of locomotion, to travel over
twenty-six thousand, of which he had already made
about seventeen thousand five hundred at this date,
the 23d of November. But now the route was a
straight one, and Fix was no longer there to accu-
mulate obstacles.
l It happened also that on this 23d of November
Passepartout made quite a joyful discovery. It will
be recollected that the obstinate fellow had insisted
on keeping London time with his famous family
watch, deeming incorrect the time of the various
countries that he traversed. Now this day, al-
though he had neither put his watch forward or
back, ft agreed with the ship's chronometers!
The triumph of Passepartout may be compre-
hended. [He would have liked to know what Fix
would have said if he had been present.
" The rogue who told me a heap of stories about
the meridians, the sun and the moon !" said Passe-
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partout. " Pshaw ! if one listened to that sort of
people, we would have a nice sort of clocks and
watches ! I was very sure that one day or another
the sun would decide to regulate itself by my
watch f] /
Passepartout was ignorant of this: that if the
face of his watch had been divided into twenty-four
hours, like the Italian clocks, he would have had no
reason for triumph, for the hands of his watch, when
it was nine o'clock in the morning on the vessel,
would have indicated nine o'clock in the evening,
that is, the twenty-first hour after midnight a dif-
ference precisely equal to that which exists between
London and the one hundred and eightieth me-
ridian.
But if Fix had been capable of explaining this
purely physical effect, Passepartout, doubtless,
would have been incapable, if not of understanding
it, at least of admitting it. [And in any event, if
the impossible thing should occur that the detective
would unexpectedly show himself aboard at this
moment, it is probable that Passepartout would
have spitefully talked with him on quite a different
subject, and in quite a different manner.
Now, where was Fix at this moment ?
,He was actually on board the General Grant}
In fact, on arriving at Yokohama the detective,
leaving Mr. Fogg, whom he thought he would see
again during the day, had immediately gone to the
English consul's.-. There he finally found the
warrant of arrest, which, running after him from
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Bombay, was already forty days old, which had
been sent to him from Hong Kong on the very
Carnatic on board of which he was supposed to be.
The detective's disappointment may be imagined !
The warrant was useless ! \ Mr. Fogg had left the
English possessions ! An order of extradition was
now necessary to arrest himjy
" Let it be so !" said Fix to himself, after the first
moment of anger. " My warrant is no longer good
here ; it will be in England. This rogue has the
appearance of returning to his native country, be-
lieving that he has thrown the police off their guard.
"Well, I'll follow him there. As for the money,
heaven grant there may be some left ! But what
with traveling, rewards, trials, fines, elephants, ex-
penses of every kind, my man has already left more
than five thousand pounds on his route. After
all, the bank is rich !'V-
His decision taken, he immediately went on board
the General Grant, and was there when Mr. Fogg
and Mrs. Aouda arrived. To his extreme surprise,
he recognized Passepartout under his fantastic
costume. He concealed himself immediately in his
cabin, to avoid an explanation which might damage
everything and, thanks to the number of the pas-
sengers, he counted on not being seen by his enemy,
when this very day he found himself face to face
with him on the forward part of the ship.
Passepartout jumped at Fix's throat, without any
other explanation, and to the great delight of certain
Americans, who immediately bet on him, he gave
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the unfortunate detective a superb volley of blows,
showing the great superiority of French over Eng-
glish boxing.
When Passepartout had finished he found himself
calmer and comforted. Fix rose in pretty bad con-
dition, and, looking at his adversary, he said to him
coldly :
"Is it finished?"
" Yes, for the moment."
" Then I want a word with you."
But I "
" In your master's interest.^]
Passepartout, as if conquered by this coolness,
followed the detective, and they both sat down in
the forward part of the steamer.
" You have thrashed me," said Fix. " Good ; I
expected it. Now, listen to me. Until the present
I have been Mr. Fogg's adversary, but now I am
with him."
" At last !" cried Passepartout, " you believe him
to Be an honest man?"
" No," replied Fix coldly. " I believe him to be
a rogue. 'Sh! Don't stir, and let me talk. As
long as Mr. Fogg was in the English possessions I
had an interest in retaining him while waiting for
a warrant of arrest. /_ I did everything. I could for
that.; I sent against him the priests of Bombay, I
maqe you drunk at Hong Kong, I separated you
from your master, I made him miss the Yokohama
steamer."
Passepartout listened with clinched fists.
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" Now," continued Fix, " Mr. Fogg seems to be
returning to England? Well, I will follow him
there. But henceforth it shall be my aim to clear
the obstacles from his path as zealously and care-
fully as before I took pains to accumulate them.
You see, my game is changed, and it is changed be-
cause my interest desires it. I add, that your inter-
est is similar to mine, for you will only know in
England whether you are in the service of a criminal
or an honest man !"
Passepartout listened to Fix very attentively, and
he was convinced that the latter spoke with entire
good faith.
" Are we friends ?" asked Fix.
" Friends, no," replied Passepartout ; " allies, yes ;
and under this condition that, at the least appear-
ance of treason, I will twist your neck."
" Agreed," said the detective quietly.
Eleven days after, on the 3d of December, the
General Grant entered the bay of the Golden Gate
and arrived at San Francisco.
Mr. Fogg had neither gained nor lost a single
day.
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CHAPTER XXV.
IN WHICH A SLIGHT GLIMPSE OF SAN FRANCISCO IS
HAD A POLITICAL MEETING.
IT WAS seven o'clock in the morning when Phileas
Fogg, Mrs. Aouda, and Passepartout set foot on the
American continent if this name can be given to
the floating wharf^on which they landed. These
wharves, rising and falling with the tide, facilitate the
loading and unloading of vessels. Clippers of all
sizes were moored there, steamers of all nationalities,
and those steamboats with several decks, which ply
on the Sacramento and its tributaries. There were
accumulated also the products of a commerce which
extends to Mexico, Peru, Chili, Brazil, Europe, Asia,
and all the islands of the Pacific Ocean.
Passepartout, in his joy at finally touching
American soil, thought in landing he would execute
a perilous leap in his finest style. But when he fell
upon the wharf, the planks of which were worm-
eaten, he almost fell through. Quite put out by the
manner in which he had " set foot " on the new con-
tinent, the good fellow uttered a terrible cry, which
sent flying an innumerable flock of cormorants and
pelicans, the customary inhabitants of the movable
wharves.
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Mr. Fogg, as soon as he landed, ascertained the
hour at which the first train left for New York. It
was at six o'clock in the evening. He had, then, an
entire day to spend in the California capital. He
ordered a carriage for Mrs. Aouda and himself.
Passepartout mounted the box, and the vehicle, at
three dollars for the trip, turned toward the Inter-
national Hotel.
From the elevated position that he occupied, Pas-
separtout observed with curiosity the great Ameri-
can city, the broad streets, low, evenly ranged
houses, the Anglo-Saxon Gothic churches and tem-
ples, the immense docks, the palatial warehouses,
some of wood and some of brick; the numerous
vehicles in the streets, omnibuses and horse-cars,
and on the crowded sidewalks not only Americans
and Europeans, but also Chinese and Indians the
component parts of a population of more than two
hundred thousand inhabitants.
Passepartout was quite surprised at all he saw.
He was yet in the city of 1849, in the city of bandits,
incendiaries, and assassins, running after the native
gold, an immense concourse of all the outlaws, who
gambled with gold dust, a revolver in one hand and
a knife in the other. But this " good time " had
passed away. San Francisco presented the aspect
of a large commercial city. The high tower of the
city hall overlooked all these streets and avenues,
crossing each other at right angles, between which
were spread out verdant squares, then a Chinese
quarter, which seemed to have been imported from
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ihe Celestial Empire in a toy-box. No more som-
breros, or red shirts after the fashion of the miners,
or Indians with feathers, but silk hats and black
clothes worn by a large number of gentlemen of
absorbing activity. Certain streets, among others
Montgomery street, the Eegent street of London,
the Boulevard des Italiens of Paris, the Broadway
of New York, the State street of Chicago, were
lined with splendid stores, in whose windows were
displayed the products of the entire world.
When Passepartout arrived at the International
Hotel, it seemed to him that he had not left Eng-
land.^
Tne ground floor of the hotel was occupied by an
immense bar, a sort of sideboard opened gratis to
every passer-by. Dried beef, oyster soup, biscuit,
and cheese were dealt out without the customer
having to take out his purse. lie only paid for his
drink ale, porter, or sherry, if he fancied refresh-
ment. That appeared " very American " to Passe-
partout.
The hotel restaurant was comfortable. Mr. Fogg
and Mrs. Aouda took seats at a table and were
abundantly served in very small dishes by negroes
of darkest hue. J
/After breakfast Phileas Fogg, accompanied by
Mrs. Aouda, left the hotel to go to the office of the
English consul to have his passport vised there.
(**- 9M*T Qa~4he.pa>eniefe he found his servant, who asked
him if it would not be prudent, before starting
on the Pacific railroad, to buy a few dozen En-
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field rifles or Colt's revolvers. Passepartout had
heard so much talk of the Sioux and Pawnees stop-
ping trains like ordinary Spanish brigands. Mr.
Fogg replied that it was a useless precaution, but
he left him free to act as he thought best. Then he
went to the office of the consul."!
Phileas Fogg had not gone two hundred steps
when, " by the greatest accident," he met Fix, who
manifested very great surprise. How ! Mr. Fogg
and he had taken together the voyage across the
Pacific, and they had not met on board the vessel !
At all events Fix could only be honored by seeing
again the gentleman to whom he owed so much ;
and his business calling him to Europe, he would
be delighted to continue his journey in such agree-
able company/}^
Mr. Fogg replied that the honor would be his,
and Fix who made it a point not to lose sight of
him asked his permission to visit with him this
curious city of San Francisco, which was granted.
Mrs. Aouda, Phileas Fogg, and Fix sauntered
through the streets. They soon found themselves
in Montgomery street, where the crowd of people
was enormous. On the sidewalks, in the middle of
the street, on the horse-car rails, notwithstanding
the incessant passage of the coaches and omnibuses,
on the steps of the stores, in the windows of all the
houses, and even up to the roofs there was an innu-
merable crowd. Men with placards circulated among
the groups. Banners and streamers floated in the
wind. There were shouts in every direction.
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"Hurrah for Camerfield!"
" Hurrah for Mandiboy !"
It was a political meeting. At least so Fix
thought, and he communicated his ideas to Mr,
Fogg, adding :
" We will perhaps do well, sir, not to mingle in
this crowd. Only hard blows will be got here."
" In fact," replied Phileas Fogg, " blows, if they
are political, are not less blows."
Fix could not help smiling at this remark, and in
order to see, without being caught in the crowd,
Mrs. Aouda, Phileas Fogg and he secured a place
upon the upper landing of a flight of steps reaching
to the top of a terrace, situated in the upper end of
Montgomery street. Before them, on the other
side of the street, between the wharf of a coal mer-
chant and the warehouse of a petroleum dealer,
there was a large platform in the open air, toward
which the various currents of the crowd seemed to
be tending.
And now, why this meeting? What was the
occasion of its being held ? Phileas Fogg did not
know at all. Was it for the nomination of some high
military or civil official, a State governor, or a mem-
ber of Congress ? It might be supposed so, seeing
the great excitement agitating the city.
At this moment there was quite a movement in
the crowd. Every hand was thrown in the air.
Some, tightly closed, seemed to rise and fall rapidly
in the midst of the cries an energetic manner, no
doubt, of casting a vote. The crowd fell back.
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The banners wavered, disappeared for an instant,
and reappeared in tatters. The surging of the
crowd extended to the steps, while every head
moved up and down on the surface like a sea sud-
denly agitated by a squall. The number of black
hats diminished perceptibly, and the most of them
seemed to have lost their normal height.
" It is evidently a meeting," said Fix ; " and the
question which has excited it must be a stirring
one. I would not be astonished if they were still
discussing the Alabama affair, although it has been
settled."
" Perhaps," simply replied Mr. Fogg.
" In any event," replied Fix, " two champions are
in each other's presence, the Hon. Mr. Camerfield
and the Hon. Mr. Mandiboy."
Mrs. Aouda, leaning on Phileas Fogg's arm,
looked with surprise at this noisy scene, and Fix was
going to ask one of his neighbors the reason of this
popular effervescence, when a more violent move-
ment broke out. The hurrahs, interspersed with
insults, redoubled. The staffs of the banners were
transformed into offensive arms. Instead of hands,
there were fists everywhere. From the top of car-
riages and omnibuses, blocked in their course, for-
midable blows were exchanged. Everything was
made use of as projectiles. Boots and shoes de-
scribed extended curves in the air, and it seemed
even as if some revolvers mingled their national
sounds with the loud cries of the crowd.
The crowd approached the flight of stairs, and
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swept over on to the lower steps. One of the parties
had evidently been repulsed without disinterested
spectators knowing whether the advantage was
with Mandiboy or Camerfield.
" I believe that it is prudent for us to retire," said
Fix, who did not want his " man " to get hurt or
mixed up in a bad business. " If this is an English
question, and we are recognized, we will be treated
roughly in this mixed crowd."
" An English citizen " replied Phileas Fogg.
But the gentleman could not finish his sentence.
Behind him, on the terrace above the stairs, there
were frightful yells. They cried, " Hip ! hip ! hur-
rah for Mandiboy !" It was a party of voters com-
ing to the rescue, flanking the Camerfield party.
Mr. Fogg, Mrs. Aouda, and Fix found themselves
between two fires. It was too late to escape. This
torrent of men, armed with loaded canes and blud-
geons, was irresistible. Phileas Fogg and Fix, in
protecting the young woman, were very roughly
treated. Mr. Fogg, not less phlegmatic than usual,
tried to defend himself with the natural weapons
placed at the end of the arms of every Englishman,
but in vain. A large rough fellow, with a red
beard, flushed face, and broad shoulders, who seemed
to be the chief of the band, raised his formidable fist
to strike Mr. Fogg, and he would have damaged that
gentleman very much if Fix, throwing himself in
the way, had not received the blow in his place.
An enormous bump rose at once under the detec-
tive's silk hat, transformed into a simple cap.
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" Yankee !" said Mr. Fogg, casting at his adver-
sary a look of deep scorn.
" Englishman !" replied the other, " we will see
each other again."
" When you please."
" Your name ?"
" Phileas Fogg. And yours ?"
" Colonel Stamp Proctor."
Then the crowd passed on, throwing Fix down.
He rose with his clothes torn, but without serious
hurt. His traveling overcoat was torn in two un-
equal parts, and his pantaloons resembled those of
certain Indians, who, as a fashion, put them on only
after first taking out the seat. But to sum up, Mrs.
Aouda had been spared, and Fix alone had been
harmed by the fist-blow.
" Thanks," said Mr. Fogg to the detective, as soon
as they were out of the crowd.
" No thanks necessary," replied Fix, " but come
with me."
" Where ?"
" To the tailor's."
In fact this visit was opportune. The garments
of Phileas Fogg and Fix were in tatters, as if these
two gentlemen had fought for Hon. Messrs. Gamer-
field & Mandiboy.
An hour afterward they had respectable clothes
and hats. Then they returned to the International
Hotel.
Passepartout was waiting there for his master,
armed with a half-dozen sharp-shooting, six-barreled,
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breech-loading revolvers. When he perceived Fix
in company with Mr. Fogg, his brow darkened.
Mrs. Aouda, however, having told in a few words
what had happened, Passepartout became calm
again. Fix was evidently no longer an enemy but
an ally. He was keeping his word.
Dinner over, a coach drove up to take the pas-
sengers and their baggage to the station. As
they were getting into the coach Mr. Fogg said to
Fix:
" Did you see Colonel Proctor again ?"
" No," replied Fix.
" I shall return to America to find him again,"
said Mr. Fogg coldly. " It would not be proper for
an English citizen to allow himself to be treated in
this way."
The detective smiled and did not answer him.
But it is seen that Mr. Fogg was one of those Eng-
lishmen, who, while they do not tolerate dueling at
home, will fight abroad, when it is necessary to
maintain their honor.
At a quarter before six the travelers reached the
station and found the train ready to start.
At the moment that Mr. Fogg was going to
get into the cars, he called a porter and asked him :
" Was there not some disturbance in San Fran-
cisco to-day ?"
" It was a political meeting, sir," replied the
porter.
" But I thought I noticed a certain excitement in
the streets."
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" It was simply a meeting organized for an elec-
tion."
" The election of a general-in-chief , doubtless ?"
asked Mr. Fogg.
" No, sir, of a justice of the peace."
Upon this reply Phileas Fogg jumped aboard the
car, and the train started at full speed.
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CHAPTEK XXVI.
IN WHICH OUR PARTY TAKE THE EXPRESS TRAIN ON THE
PACIFIC RAILROAD.
" FROM ocean to ocean" so say the Americans,
and these four words ought to be the general name
of the "grand trunk" which traverses the United
States in their greatest breadth. But, in reality,
the Pacific Kailroad is divided into two distinct
parts : the Central Pacific from San Francisco to
Ogden, and the Union Pacific from Ogden to Omaha.
At that point five distinct lines meet, which places
Omaha in frequent communication with New York.
New York and San Francisco are therefore now
united by an uninterrupted metal ribbon measuring
not less than three thousand seven hundred and
eighty-six miles. Between Omaha and the Pacific
the railroad traverses a country still frequented by
the Indians and wild animals a vast extent of
territory which the Mormons commenced to col-
onize about 1845, after they were driven out of
Illinois.
Formerly, under the most favorable circum-
stances, it took six months to go from New York to
San Francisco. Now it is done in seven days.
It was in 1862, notwithstanding the opposition of
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the Southern Congressmen, who wished a more
southerly line, that the route of the railroad was
fixed between the forty-first and forty-second
parallels. President Lincoln, of so lamented mem-
ory, himself fixed in the State of Nebraska, at the
city of Omaha, the beginning of the new network.
Work was commenced immediately, and prosecuted
with that American activity which is neither slow
nor routine-like. The rapidity of the construction
did not in any way injure its thoroughness. On the
prairies the road progressed at the rate of a mile and
a half per day. A locomotive, moving over the
rails laid yesterday, carried the rails for the next
day, and ran upon them in proportion as they were
laid.
The Pacific Railway throws off several branches
on its route in the States of Iowa, Kansas, Colorado,
and Oregon. Leaving Omaha it takes the left bank
of the Platte river as far as the mouth of the North
Fork, follows the South Fork, crosses the Laramie
Territory and the Wahsatch mountains, turns Salt
Lake, arrives at Salt Lake City, the capital of the
Mormons, buries itself in the Tuilla valley, crosses
the American Desert, the Cedar and Humboldt
mountains, Humboldt river, the Sierra Nevada, and
redescends via Sacramento to the Pacific, its grade,
even in crossing the Eocky Mountains, not exceed-
ing one hundred and twelve feet to the mile.
Such was the long artery which the trains would
pass over in seven days, and which would permit
the Honorable Phileas Fogg at least he hoped so
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to take the Liverpool steamer, on the llth, at New
York.
The car occupied by Phileas Fogg was a sort of
long omnibus, resting on two trucks, each with four
wheels, whose ease of motion permits of going round
short curves. There were no compartments inside ;
two rows of seats placed on each side, perpendicu-
larly to the axle, and between which was reserved
an aisle, leading to the dressing-rooms and others,
with which each car is provided. Through the
whole length of the train the cars communicated by
platforms, and the passengers could move about
from one end to the other of the train, which placed
at their disposal palace, balcony, restaurant, and
smoking-cars. All that is wanting is a theater car.
But there will be one, some day.
On the platforms book and newsdealers were
constantly circulating, dealing out their merchandise ;
and venders of liquors, eatables, and cigars were not
wanting in customers.
LjThe travelers left Oakland station at six o'clock.
It was already night, cold anjl dreary] with an over-
cast sky, threatening snow, sihe train did not move
with great rapidity. ~ Counting the stops it did not
run more than twenty miles an hour, a speed which
ought, however, to enable it to cross the United
States in the fixed time.
/JThey talked but little in the car. Sleep soon
overcame the passengers. Passepartout sat near the
detective, but he did not speak to him. Since the
late events their relations had become somewhat
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cold. l$o more sympathy or intimacy. Fix had
not changed his manner, but Passepartout retained
an extreme reserve^ ready at the least suspicion to
choke his old friend. 1
An hour after the starting of the train a fine snow
commenced to fall, which fortunately could not de-
lay the progress of the train. Through the windows
nothing was seen but an immense white sheet,
against which the clouds of steam from the locomo-
tive looked grayish.
f At eight o'clock a steward entered the car and
announced to the passengers that the hour for re-
tiring had come. This was a sleeping-car, which in
a few minutes was transformed into a dormitory.
The backs of the seats unfolded, beds carefully
packed away were unrolled by an ingenious system,
berths were improvised in a few moments, and each
passenger had soon at his disposal a comfortable
bed, which thick curtains protected from all indis-
creet looks. The sheets were clean and the pillows
soft. Nothing more to be done but to lie down and
sleep which every one did, as if he had been in
the comfortable cabin of a steamer while the train
moved on under full head of steam across the State
of California. J
In that portion of the country between San Fran-
cisco and Sacramento the ground is not very
hilly. This portion of the railroad, under the name
of the Central Pacific, originally had Sacramento
for its starting point, and went toward the east to
meet that starting from Omaha. From San Fran-
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cisco to the capital of California, the line ran
directly to the northeast, along American river,
which empties into San Pablo Bay. The one hun-
dred and twenty miles included between these two
important cities were accomplished in six hours,
and toward midnight, while they were getting their
first sleep, -the travelers passed through Sacramento.
They saw nothing of that large city, the seat of the
State government of California, nor its fine wharves,
its broad streets, its splendid hotels, its squares, nor
its churches.
Leaving Sacramento, the train, having passed
Junction, Roclin, Auburn, and Colfax stations,
plunged into the Sierra Nevada. It was seven
o'clock in the morning when Cisco station was
passed. An hour afterward the dormitory had be-
come an ordinary car, and the passengers could get
through the windows a glimpse of the picturesque
views of this mountainous country. The route of
the train followed the windings of the Sierra, here
clinging to the sides of the mountains, there
suspended above precipices, avoiding sharp angles
by bold curves, plunging into narrow gorges from
which there seemed to be no exit. The locomotive,
flashing fire like a chased animal, its large smoke-
pipe throwing out lurid lights, its sharp bell, its
cowcatcher, extending out like a spur, mingled its
shrieks and bellowings with the noise of the tor-
rents and cascades, and twined its smoke in the
dark branches of the firs.
There were few or no tunnels or bridges on the
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route. The railroad turned the flank of the moun-
tains, not seeking in a straight line the shortest
route from one point to another, and not doing
violence to nature.
^i About nine o'clock the train entered the State of
Nevada/through the Carson valleyfalways follow-
ing a Northeasterly direction. AV noon it left
Reno, where the passengers had Jtoenty minutes
for breakfast. /
From this point, the iron road, skirting Humboldt
river, passed a few miles to the north. Then it
bent to the east, and did not leave the stream until
it reached the Humboldt range, where the river
takes its source, nearly in the eastern end of the
State of Nevada.
After breakfasting, Mr. Fogg, Mrs. Aouda and
their companions took their seats again in the car.
Phileas Fogg, the young woman, Fix, and Passe-
partout, comfortably seated, looked at the varied
country passing before their sight, vast prairies,
mountains whose profiles were shown upon the
horizon, and creeks tumbling down, a foaming mass
of water. Sometimes, a_ large herd of bisons,
gathering in the distance, Appeared like a moving
dam. These innumerablB~armies of grazing animals
frequently oppose an insurmountable obstacle to
the passage of trains. Thousands of these animals
have been seen moving on for several hours in close
ranks across the railroad. The locomotive is then
forced to stop and wait until the path is clear again.
The same thing happened on this occasion.
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About three o'clock in the afternoon a herd of ten
"or twelve thousand blocked the railroad. The
engine, having slackened its speed,/ tried to plunge
its spur into the flank of the immense column, but
it had to stop before the impenetrable mass.
They saw-these buffaloes, as the Americans im-
properly call them, moving with their steady gait,
frequently bellowing terribly. . They had a larger
body than those of the bulls of Europe, short legs
and tail, a projecting saddle forming a muscular
bump, horns separated at the base, their heads, necks
and shoulders covered with long, shaggy hair.
/They could not think of stopping this moving mass.
When the bisons have adopted a course, nothing
could swerve them from it or modify it. They are
a torrent of living flesh which no dam could hold.
The travelers, scattered on the platforms, looked
at this curious spectacle. But Phileas Fogg, who
ought to be the most in "a hurry, had remained in
his seat, and was waiting philosophically until it
should please the buffaloes to open a passage.
Passepartout was furious at the delay caused by
this mass of animals. M He wanted to fire all his
revolvers at them.
" What a country !" he cried. " Mere cattle stop
trains, and move along in procession without hurry-
ing, as if they did not impede travel ! Parbleu !
I would like to know if Mr. Fogg had foreseen this
mischance in his programme! And what an
engineer, who does not dare to rush his engine
through this impeding mass of beasts 1"
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The engineer had not attempted to overcome the
obstacle, and he acted wisely. He would undoubt-
edly have crushed the first buffaloes struck by the
cowcatcher; but, powerful as it was, the engine
would have soon been stopped, and the train thrown
off the track and wrecked.
.'/The best course, then, was to wait patiently,
ready to make up the lost time by an increase of the
speed of the train. The passage of the bisons lasted
three full hours, and the road was not clear again
until nightfall. At this moment the last ranks of
the herd cross the rails, while the first were disap-
pearing below the southern horizon.
It was then Jeight o'clock, when the train passed
through the defiles of the Humboldt range, and half-
past nine when it entered Utah Territory, the
region of/ the Great Salt Lake/ the curious Mormon
country. >
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CHAPTEE XXVII.
TWENTY MILES AN HOUR, A COURSE OF MORMON
HISTORY.
DURING the night of the 5th to the 6th of
December the train went for fifty miles to the
southeast, then it ran upward about as far northerly,
approaching the Great Salt Lake.
Passepartout, about nine o'clock in the morning,
went on the platform to take the air. The weather
was cold, the sky gray, but it had stopped snowing.
The disk of the sun, enlarged by the mist, looked
like an enormous piece of gold, and Passepartout was
busy calculating its value in pounds sterling when
his attention was taken from this useful work by the
appearance of a very strange personage.
This personage, who took tb<? train at Elko
station, was tall, very brown, had a black mustache,
black stockings, a black silk hat, black waistcoat,
black pantaloons, white cravat, and black dogskin
gloves. He might have been taken for a clergy-
man. He went from one end of the train to the
other, and on the door of each car fastened with
wafers a written notice.
Passepartout approached and read on one of these
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notices that Elder William Hitch, taking advantage
of his presence on train No. 48, would, from eleven
to twelve o'clock, deliver an address on Mormonism
in car No. 117 inviting to hear him all desirous of
being instructed concerning the mysteries of the
religion of the " Latter Day Saints."
" Certainly, I will go," said Passepartout to him-
self, who knew nothing of Mormonism but its
custom of polygamy, the base of Mormon society.
The news spread rapidly through the train, which
carried about one hundred passengers. Of this
number thirty at most, attracted by the notice of
the meeting, occupied at eleven o'clock the seats in
car No. 117. Passepartout was prominent in the
front rank of the faithful. Neither his master nor
Fix thought it worth while to take the trouble.
At the appointed hour Elder William Hitch rose,
and in quite an irritated voice, as if he had been
contradicted in advance, he cried :
" I tell you that Joe Smith is a martyr, that his
brother Hiram is a martyr, and that the persecution
by the United States government of the prophets
will also make a martyr of Brigham Young. Who
dares to maintain the contrary ?"
No one ventured to contradict the missionary,
whose excitement contrasted with his naturally calm
physiognomy. But, without doubt, his anger was
explained by the fact that Mormonism was now
subjected to severe trials. The United States
government had, not without difficulty, just reduced
these independent fanatics. It had made itself
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master of Utah, and had subjected it to the laws of
the Union, after imprisoning Brigham Young,
accused of rebellion and polygamy. Since that
period the disciples of the prophet redoubled their
efforts, and while not coming to acts, resisted in
words the demands of Congress.
We see that Elder William Hitch was trying to
proselyte even on the trains.
And then he related, emphasizing his narrative by
his loud voice and the violence of his gestures, the
history of Mormonism from Bible times : " How in
Israel, a Mormon prophet of the tribe of Joseph
published the annals of the new religion and
bequeathed them to his son Morom ; how, many
centuries later, a translation of this precious book,
written in Egyptian characters, was made by
Joseph Smith, Jr., a farmer in the State of Yermont,
who revealed himself as a mystical prophet in 1825;
how, finally, a celestial messenger appeared to him
in an illuminated forest and gave him the annals of
the Lord."
At this moment some of his hearers, not much in-
terested in the retrospective narrative of the
missionary, left the car; but William Hitch, con-
tinuing, related "how Smith, Jr., with his father,
his two brothers, and a few disciples, founded the
religion of the Latter Day Saints a religion which,
adopted not only in America, but in England, in
Scandinavia, and in Germany, counts among its
faithful, artisans and also a number of people
engaged in the liberal professions; how a colony
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was founded in Ohio ; how a temple was built at a
cost of two hundred thousand dollars, and a city
built at Kirkland ; how Smith became an enter-
prising banker and recived from a simple mummy
showman a papyrus scroll containing a narrative
written by Abraham and other celebrated Egyp-
tians."
This narrative becoming a little long, the ranks of
his hearers thinned out still more, and the audience
only consisted of twenty persons.
But the elder, undisturbed by this desertion, re-
lated the details of " how Joe Smith became bank-
rupt in 1837 ; how his ruined stockholders gave him
a coat of tar and feathers ; how he appeared again,
more honorable and more honored than ever, a few
years after, at Independence, in Missouri, at the
head of a flourishing community, which counted not
less than three thousand disciples ; and that then,
pursued by the hatred of the Gentiles, he had to fly
to the far West."
Ten hearers were still there, and among them the
honest Passepartout, who listened with all his ears.
Thus he learned " how, after long persecutions, Smith
reappeared in Illinois, and in 1839 founded, on the
banks of the Mississippi, Nauvoo the beautiful, whose
population rose to twenty-five thousand souls ; how
Smith became the mayor, chief justice, and general-
in-chief ; how in 1843 he announced himself as can-
didate for the Presidency of the United States ; and
how finally he was drawn into an ambuscade at
Carthage, thrown into prison, and assassinated by a
band of masked men."
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At this moment Passepartout was the only hearer
in the car, and the elder, looking him in the face,
fascinated him by his words, recalled to his mind
that, two years after the assassination of Smith, his
successor, the inspired prophet Brigham Young,
leaving Nauvoo, established himself on the banks of
Salt Lake, and that there, in that splendid territory,
in the midst of that fertile country, on the road
which the emigrants take in crossing Utah to reach
California, the new colony, thanks to the Mormon
principles of polygamy, had increased enormously.
"And this," added William Hitch, " is why the
jealousy of Congress has been aroused against us !
why the United States soldiers have invaded the
soil of Utah ! why our chief, the prophet Brigham
Young, has been imprisoned in defiance of all jus-
tice. Shall we give up to force ? Never ! Driven
from Vermont, driven from Illinois, driven froiyi
Ohio, driven from Missouri, driven from Utah, we
shall find some independent territory yet where we
shall pitch our tents. And you, my brother," added
the elder, fixing his angry look on his single hearer,
" will you plant yours in the shadow of our flag ?"
" No," replied Passepartout bravely, flying in his
turn, leaving the fanatic to preach in the desert.
But, during this discourse, the train had advanced
rapidly, and about half-past twelve it touched the
northwest corner of the Great Salt Lake. Thence
could be embraced in a vast circumference the aspect
of this inland lake, which also bears the name of the
Dead Sea, and into which empties an American
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Jordan. A beautiful lake, hemmed in by craggy
rocks of road surface, incrusted with white salt, a
superb sheet of water which formerly covered a
larger space ; but in time, its shores, rising by de-
grees, reduced its superficial area and increased its
depth.
The Salt Lake, about seventy miles long and
thirty-five wide, is situated three thousand eight
hundred feet above the level of the sea. Yery dif-
ferent from Lake Asphaltite, whose depression is
twelve hundred feet below the sea, it holds consid-
erable salt in solution, and one-fourth the weight of
the water is solid matter. Its specific gravity is
1170, that of distilled water being 1000. Fishes
cannot live in it. Those that the Jordan, Weber,
and other creeks carry into it soon perish ; but it is
not true that the density of its waters is such that a
man cannot dive in^to it.
Around the lake the country was admirably tilled,
for the Mormons understand agricultural pursuits^
ranches and corrals for domestic animals ; fields of
wheat, corn, sorghum, luxuriant prairies, and every-
where hedges of wild roses, clumps of acacias and
euphorbias, such would have been the appearance of
this country six months later ; but at this moment
the ground was covered with a thin sheet of snow,
descending lightly upon it.
/ At two o'clock the travelers got out at Ogden.
The train stopping for six hours, Mr. Fogg, Mrs.
Aouda, and their two companions had time to repair
to the City of the Saints by the short branch from
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Ogden. Two hours were sufficient to visit this abso-
lutely American town, and as such, built after the
pattern of all the cities of the Union, vast checker-
boards, with long cold lines, " with the somber sad-
ness of right angles," according to Victor Hugo's
expression. The founder of the City of Saints could
not escape from the need for symmetry which dis-
tinguishes the Anglo-Saxons. In this singular coun-
try, where the men are certainly not up to the level
of their institutions, everything is done "squarely,"
cities, houses, and follies.
At three o'clock the travelers were promenading
through the streets of the town, built between the
banks of the Jordan and the first rise of the Wah-
satch mountains. They noticed there few or no
churches, but as monuments, the prophet's house,
the court-house, and the arsenal ; then houses of
bluish bricks with verandas and porches, surrounded
by gardens bordered with acacias, palms and locusts.
A wall of clay and pebbles, built in 1853, surrounded
the town. In the principal streets, where the
market is, were some hotels adorned with pavilions,
and among others Salt Lake House.
Mr. Fogg and his companions did not find the
town thickly peopled. The streets were almost
deserted, save perhaps the part where the Temple
was, which they reached only after having traversed
several quarters surrounded by palisades. The
women were pretty numerous, which was explained
by the singular composition of Mormon households.
It must not be supposed, however, that all Mormons
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are polygamists. They are free, but it is well to
remark that all the females in Utah are anxious to
be married ; for, according to the religion of the
country, the Mormon heaven does not admit to the
possession of its beatitudes the unmarried of the
feminine sex. These poor creatures neither seemed
well off nor happy. Some, the richer ones, doubt-
less, wore a short, low-cut, black silk dress, under a
hood or a very modest shawl. The others were
dressed in Indian fashion.
Passepartout, in his position as one convinced,
did not regard without a certain fright these Mormon
women, charged, in groups, with making a single
Mormon happy. With his good sense, it was the
husband whom he specially pitied. It seemed to
him terrible to have to guide so many wives at once
through the vicissitudes of life, conduct them, as it
were, in a body to the Mormon paradise, with the
prospect of finding them to all eternity in the com-
pany of the glorious Smith, who was to be the
ornament of this place of delights. Certainly, he
did not feel called, and he thought perhaps he was
mistaken that the women of Salt Lake City cast
rather embarrassing looks at his person.
Very fortunately, his stay in the City of the
Saints was not prolonged. / At a few minutes past
four the travelers were aguin at the station, and
took iheir seats in the cars.
The whistle sounded ; but at the moment that the
driving-wheels of the locomotive, slipping upon the
rails, commenced to impart some movement to the
train, the cry, " Stop ! stop 1" was heard.
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They do not stop trains just started. The gentle-
man who uttered the cry was evidently a Mormon
behind time. He was breathless from running.
Fortunately for him the station had neither gates
nor barriers. He rushed, then, on the track, jumped
upon the steps of the last car, and fell, out of
breath, on one of the seats.
Passepartout, who had followed with emotion the
incidents of this gymnastic feat, went to look at the
tardy one, in whom he took a lively interest, when
he learned that this citizen of Utah had thus taken
flight in consequence of a household scene.
"When the Mormon had recovered his breath
Passepartout ventured to ask him politely how
many wives he had to himself and from the man-
ner in which he had just run away he would suppose
that he had at least twenty of them.
" One, sir !" replied the Mormon, raising his
arms heavenward" One, and that was enough !"
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CHAPTEE XXYIH.
IN WHICH PASSEPARTOUT COULD NOT SUCCEED IN
ING ANY ONE LISTEN TO REASON.
THE train, leaving Great Salt Lake and the station
at Ogden, rode for an hour toward the north, as far
as Weber river, having accomplished about nine
hundred miles from San Francisco. Leaving this
point, it resumed the easterly direction across the
rocky hills of the Wahsatch mountains. It is in
this part of the territory, comprised between these
mountains and the Kocky mountains properly so
called, that the American engineers were caught
with the greatest difficulties. On this portion of
the route the subsidy of the United States govern-
ment was raised to forty-eight thousand dollars per
mile, while on the plains it was only sixteen thou-
sand dollars ; but the engineers, as has already been
said, have not done violence to nature they have
played with her, going round the difficulties. To
reach the great basin, only one tunnel, fourteen
thousand feet long, was bored in the entire route of
the railroad.
At Salt Lake the road had up to this time reached
its greatest altitude. From this point its profile
described a very long curve, descending toward
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Bitter Creek valley, then reascending to theidivid-
ing ridge of the waters between the Atlantic and
Pacific. J The creeks were numerous in this moun-
tainous region. It was necessary to cross the Muddy,
the Green, and others, on culverts. 7 Passepartout
became more impatient in proportion as he ap-
proached the end of his journey. Fix in his turn
would have been very glad to get out of this rough
country. He feared delays, he dreaded accidents,
and was more in a hurry than Phileas Fogg himself
to^set foot upon English soilj~l
\At ten o'clock at night the traffistopped at Fort
Bridger station, which it left almost immediately,
and twenty miles further on it \ entered Wyoming
TerritorjM-f olio wing the entire valley of the Bitter
Creek, whence flow a portion of the streams forming
the water system of Colorado.
.LThe next day, the 7th of December, there was a
stop of a quarter of an hour at Green Eiver station.
The snow had fallen quite heavily through the
night, but mingled with rain and half melted it
could not interfere with the progress of the train.
But this bad weather kept Passepartout in constant
uneasinessjjfor the accumulation of the snow clog-
ging the car wheels would certainly endanger the
journey.
^ What an idea," he said to himself, " for my
master to travel during the winter! Could he not
wait for-the fine season of the year to increase his
chancesjP^
But at this moment, while the good fellow was
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busy only with the condition of the sky and the
lowering of the temperature, Mrs. Aouda was ex-
periencing more serious fears, which proceeded from
quite another cause.
Some Oi the passengers had got out of the cars,
and were walking on the platform of the Green
Kiver station, waiting for the train to leave. The
young woman, looking through the window-pane,
recognized among them Colonel Stamp Proctor, the
American who had behaved so rudely to Phileas
Fogg at the time of the political meeting in San
Francisco. Mrs. Aouda, not wishing to be seen,
drew back from the window.
This circumstance made a lively impression upon
the young woman. She was attached to the man
who, however coldly, gave her every day tokens of
the most absolute devotion. She doubtless did not
comprehend the entire depth of the sentiment which
her deliverer inspired in her, and to this sentiment
she gave as yet only the name of gratitude ; but, un-
known to herself, it was more than that. Her heart
was therefore wrung at the sight of the rough fellow
of whom Mr. Fogg would, sooner or later, demand
satisfaction. Evidently it was chance alone that
had brought Colonel Proctor into this train ; but he
was there and Phileas Fogg must be prevented at
any cost from seeing his adversary.
When the train had started again Mrs. Aouda
took advantage for a moment, when Mr. Fogg was
sleeping, to post Fix and Passepartout as to the
situation.
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" That Proctor is on the train !" cried Fix. " Well,
compose yourself, madam ; before dealing with the
gentleman with Mr. Fogg he will have to deal
with me ! It seems to me that in all this business I
have received the greatest insults !"
"And moreover," added Passepartout, "I will
take care of him, colonel as he is."
" Mr. Fix," continued Mrs. Aouda, " Mr. Fogg will
allow no one to avenge him. He has said that he
will return to America to find this ruffian. If, then,
he sees Colonel Proctor, we cannot prevent an en-
counter, which may lead to deplorable results. He
must therefore not see him."
" You are right, madam," replied Fix ; " an en-
counter might ruin everything. Conqueror or con-
quered, Mr. Fogg would be delayed, and "
" And," added Passepartout, " that would win the
bet of the gentlemen of the Eeform Club. In four
days we shall be in New York ! Well, then, if my
master does not leave his car for four days, we may
hope that chance will not put him face to face with
this cursed American, confound him ! Now, we can
easily prevent him "
The conversation was interrupted. V Mr. Fogg was
waked up, and was looking at the country through
the window-pane obscured by the snovQ But later,
and without being heard by his master or Mrs.
Aouda, Passepartout said to the detective :
" Would you truly fight for him ?"
" I would do anything to take him back to Europe
alive !" simply replied Fix, in a tone which indicated
an unbroken wilL
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Passepartout felt a shudder over him, but his con*
victions as to the honesty of his master were not
weakened.
And now, were there any means by which Mr.
Fogg could be detained in this car, so as to prevent
any encounter between him and the colonel ? That
could not be difficult, as the gentleman was naturally
not excitable or inquisitive. At all events the de-
tective thought he had found this means, for a few
moments later he said to Phileas Fogg :
rThese are long and slow hours that we pass thus
on~the railway."
" Indeed they are," replied the gentleman, " but
they passTH^
\ " On board the steamers," continued the de-
tective, " you used to take a turn at whist ?"
" Yes," replied Phileas Fogg, " but here it would
be difficult. I have neither cards nor partners."
"Oh! as for cards we will find it easy to buy
them. They are sold on all trains in America. As
for partners, if, perchance, madam
"Certainly, sir," replied the young woman
quickly, " I understand whist. That is part of the
English education.*'
" And I," continued Fix, " have some pretensions
to playing a good game. Now, with us three and a
dummy "
"As you please, sir," replied Phileas Fogg, de-
lighted at resuming his favorite game, even on the
railroad.
Passepartout was dispatched in search of the
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA TS.
steward, and he soon returned with two complete
decks of cards, counters, and a shelf covered witb
cloth. Nothing was wanting. The game com-
menced. Mrs. Aouda understood whist well enough,
and she even was complimented sometimes by the
severe Phileas Fogg. As for the detective, he was
simply an adept, and worthy of holding his head up
with this gentleman?!
" Now," said Passepartout to himself, " we will
keep him. He will not budge any more !"
/"At eleven o'clock in the morning the train had
reached the dividing ridge of the waters of the two
oceans. 1 It was at Bridger pass, at a height of
seven thousand five hundred and twenty -four
English feet above the level of the seaj one of the
highest points touched by the profile of the route in
this passage across the Kocky mountains. After
going about two hundred miles the travelers finally
found themselves on the vast plains extending as
far as the Atlantic, and which nature made so
propitious for laying a railroad.
On the slopes of the Atlantic basin already ap-
peared the first streams, tributaries of the North
Platte river. The entire northern and eastern
horizon was covered by the immense semicircular
curtain which forms the southern portion of the
Kocky mountains, the highest being Laramie's
peak. Between this curve and the line of the
road extended vast and plentifully watered plains.
On the right of the road rose the first spurs of the
mountainous mass- rounding off to the south as far
238 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA78.
as the sources of the Arkansas river, one of the
large tributaries of the Mississippi.
At half-past twelve the travelers caught sight for
an instant of Fort Halleck, which commands this
country. A few hours more, and the crossing of
the Rocky mountains would be accomplished. It
was to be hoped, then, that no accident would mark
the passage of the train through this difficult region.
The snow had stopped falling. The weather be-
came cold and dry. Large birds, frightened by the
locomotive, were flying in the distance. Not a
deer, a bear, or a wolf showed itself on the
plain. It was the desert in all its barrenness.
^After a very comfortable breakfast, served up in
the car, Mr. Fogg and his partners had just resumed
their interminable whist, when sharp whistles were
heard. The train stopped.
Passepartout put his head out of the door, and
saw nothing which^ could explain this stop. No
station was in sight.,
Mrs. Aouda and Fix feared for an instant that
r .Mr. Fogg would think of going out on the track.
IJBut that gentleman contented himself with saying
to his servant :
O* See then what it is."
^Passepartout rushed out of thejcar. About forty
passengers had left their seats/ and among them
Colonel Stamp Proctor.
The train had stopped in front of a red signal
which blocked the way. The engineer and con-
ductor, having got out, discussed quite excitedly
TO UK OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DAYS. 239
with a signal-man whom the station master at
Medicine Bow, the next station, had sent in advance
of the train. Some of the passengers approached
and took part in the discussion^among others the
aforesaid Colonel Proctor, with his loud voice and
imperious gestures.
Passepartout, having rejoined the group, heard
the signal-man say :
" No ! there is no means of passing. The bridge
at Medicine Bow is shaky and will not bear the
weight of the train."
The bridge in question was a suspension bridge
over a rapids, about a mile from the place where
the train had stopped. . According to the signal-
man, it threatened to fall, several of the wires
having snapped, and it was impossible to risk its
passage. ; He did not exaggerate in any way, then,
in assorting that they could not pass over the
bridge. And besides, with the careless habits of
the Americans, we may say that when they are
>rudent we would be very foolish not to be so.
'assepartout, not daring to go to inform his
ster, listened with set teeth, immovable as a
statue.
" Ah, indeed !" cried Colonel Proctor, " we are
not going, I imagine, to remain here, and take root
in the snow !"
"Colonel," replied the conductor, "we have
telegraphed to Omaha for a train, but it is not
probable that it will arrive at Medicinp Bow before
six hours."
240 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA T8.
" Six hours !" cried Passepartout.
" Without doubt," replied the conductor. " Be-
sides, that time will be necessary for us to reach the
station on foot."
" But it is only a mile from here," said one of the
passengers.
" A mile, in fact, but on the other side of the
river.
" And cannot the river be crossed in a boat ?"
asked the colonel.
"Impossible. The creek is swollen with the
rains. It is a torrent, and we will be compelled to
make^a detour of ten miles to the north to find a
Tne colonel launched a volley of oaths, blaming
the company, the conductor, and Passepartout,
furious, was not far from joining with him. There
was a material obstacle against which, this time, all
his master's banknotes would be of no availQ
The disappointment was general among the pas-
sengers, who, without counting the delay, saw them-
selves obliged to foot it fifteen miles across the
plain covered with snow. There was a hubbub, ex-
clamations, loud and deep, which would certainly
have attracted Phileas Fogg's attention if that gen-
tleman had not been absorbed in his game.
But Passepartout found himself compelled to in-
form him, and with drooping head he turned to-
ward the car, when the engineer of the train, a
genuine Yankee, named Forster, raising his voice,
said:
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" Gentlemen, there might be a way of passing."
" On the bridge ?" asked a passenger.
" On the bridge."
" With our train ?" asked the colonel.
" With our train."
Passepartout stopped and devoured the engineer's
words.
" But the bridge threatens to fall !" continued the
conductor.
" It don't matter," replied Forster. " I believe
that by rushing the train over at its maximum of
speed we have some chance of passing."
" The devil !" exclaimed Passepartout.
But a certain number of the passengers were im-
mediately carried away by the proposition. It
pleased Colonel Proctor particularly. That hot-
head found the thing very feasible. He recalled,
even, that engineers had had the idea of passing
rivers without bridges, with trains closely coupled,
rushing at the height of their speed, etc. And
finally all those interested took sides with the en-
gineer's views.
" We have fifty chances for passing," said one.
" Sixty," said another.
" Eighty ! Ninety out of one hundred."
Passepartout was perplexed, although he was
willing to try anything to accomplish the passage of
Medicine creek, but the attempt seemed to him a
little too " American."
" Besides," he thought, " there is a much simpler
thing to do, and these people don't even think of it.
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342 TOUR OF TEE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS.
Monsieur," lie said to one of the passengers, " the
way proposed by the engineer seems a little haz-
ardous to me, but "
" Eighty chances !" replied the passenger, turning
his back to him.
" I know very well," replied Passepartout, ad-
dressing another gentleman, " but a simple reflec-
tion "
" ]S o reflection, it is useless !" replied the Ameri-
can addressed, shrugging his shoulders, " since the
engineer assures us that we will pass !"
; " Without doubt," continued Passepartout, " we
wilT pass, but it would perhaps be more pru-
dent "
" What prudent !" cried Colonel Proctor, jumping
at this word, heard by chance. " At full speed,
you have been told ! Don't you understand ? At full
speed !"
" I know I understand," repeated Passepartout,
whom no one would allow to finish his phrase, " but
it would be, if not more prudent, since the word
offends you, at least more natural "
"Who? What? How? What is the matter
with this fellow ?" was heard from all directions.
^JThe poor fellow did not know whom to address.
L" Are you afraid ?" Colonel Proctor asked him.
"I, afraid?" cried Passepartout. "Well, so be
it ! I will show these people that a Frenchman can
be as American as they !"
" All aboard ! All aboard !" cried the conductor.
"Yes, all aboard," repeated Passepartout; "all
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aboard ! and right away ! But they can't prevent
me from thinking that it would be more natural for
us to have gone over the bridge afoot, and then
brought the train afterward !"
But no one heard this sage reflection, and no one
would have acknowledged its justness.
The passengers took their seats again in the cars.j
Passepartout resumed his, without saying anything
of what had occurred. The players were entirely
absorbed in their game.
The locomotive whistled vigorously. L The en-
gineer reversed his engine, and backed for about a
mile returned like a jumper who is going to take a
leap.
Then, at a second whistle, they commenced to
move forward ; the speed increased ; it soon became
frightful ; but a single puffing was heard from the
locomotive ; the pistons worked twenty strokes to
the second ; the axles smoked in the journals. They
felt, so to speak, that the entire train, moving at
the rate of one hundred miles to the hour, did not
bear upon the rails. The speed destroyed the
weight.
And they passed! And it was like a flash of
lightning. They saw nothing of the bridge. The
train leaped, it might be said, from one bank to the
other, and the engineer could not stop his train for
five miles beyond the station.
But the train had scarcely crossed the river than
the bridge, already about to fall, went down with a
crash into the rapids of Medicine Bow.
244 TOUR OF THE WOULD IN EIQHT7 DATS.
CHAPTEK XXIX.
IN WHICH CERTAIN INCIDENTS ABE BELATED, ONLY TO
BE MET WITH ON THE RAILROADS OF THE UNITED
STATES.
THAT same eveningHhe train continued its course
without obstructions, /passed Fort Sanders, crossed
the Cheyenne Pass-arid arrived at Evans Pass. At
this point the railroad reached the highest point on
the route, i.e., eight thousand and ninety-one feet
above the level of the ocean. The travelers now
only had to descend to the Atlantic over those
boundless plains, leveled by nature.
There was the branch from the " grand trunk "
to Denver City, the principal town of Colorado.
This territory is rich in gold and silver mines, and
more than fifty thousand inhabitants have already
settled there.
At this moment thirteen hundred and eighty-two
miles had been made from San Francisco in three
days and three nights. _Four nights and four days,
if nothing interfered, ought fo be sufficient to reach
New^York. Phileas Fogg was then still within his
timej
During the night they passed to the left of Camp
Walbach. Lodge Pole creek ran parallel to the
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road, following the straight boundary between the
Territories of Wyoming and Colorado. At eleven
o'clock they entered Nebraska, passing near Sedg-
wick, and they touched at Julesburg, on the South
Fork of the Platte river.
It was at this point that the Union Pacific road
was inaugurated on the 23d of October, 1867, by its
chief engineer, General Gr. M. Dodge. There
stopped the two powerful locomotives, drawing the
nine cars of invited guests, prominent among whom
was the vice-president of the road, Thomas C.
Durant ; three cheers were given ; there the Sioux
and Pawnees gave an imitation Indian battle ; there
the fireworks were set off ; there, finally, was struck
off by means of a portable printing press the first
number of the Railway Pioneer. Thus was cele-
brated the inauguration of this great railroad, an
instrument of progress and civilization, thrown
across the desert, and destined to bind together
town and cities not yet in existence. The whistle
of the locomotive, more powerful than the lyre of
Arnphion, was soon to make them arise from the
American soil.
At eight o'clock in the morning Fort McPherson
was left behind. Three hundred and fifty-seven
miles separate this point from Omaha./ The rail-
road followed, on its left bank, the capricious wind-
ings of the South Fork of Platte river. At nine
o'clock they arrived at the important town of North
Platte, built between the two arms of the main
stream, which join each other around it, forming a
246 TO UR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA T8.
single artery a large tributary whose waters
mingle with those of the Missouri a little above
Oraaha.i
^he one hundred and first meridian was passed.
&Mr. Fogg and his partner had resumed their play.
Neither of them complained of the length of the
route not even the dummy. Mr. Fix had won a
few guineas at first, which he was in a fair way to
lose, Jtoit he was not less deeply interested than Mr.
Fogg.) During this morning chance singularly
favore3 this gentleman. Trumps and honors were
showered into his hands./ At a certain moment,
after having made a bold combination, he was about
to plavja spade, when behind the seat a voice was
heard, saying :
" I should play a diamond."
Mr. Fogg, Mrs. Aouda, and Fix raised their heads.
Colonel Proctor was near them.
Stamp Proctor and Phileas Fogg recognized each
other at once.
" Ah, it is you, Englishman," cried the colonel ;
" it's you who are going to play a spade."
" And who plays it," replied Phileas Fogg coldly,
laying down a ten of that color.
" Well, it suits me to have it diamonds," replied
Colonel Proctor, in an irritated voice.
And he made a motion as if to pick up the card
played, adding:
" You don't understand anything of this game."
"Perhaps I will be more skillful at another,"
said Phileas Fogg, rising.
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" You have only to try it, son of John Bull !" re-
plied the coarse fellow.
Mrs. Aouda became pale. All the blood went to
her heart. She seized Phileas Fogg's arm, and he
gently repulsed her. Passepartout was ready to
throw himself on Proctor, who was looking at his
adversary with the most insulting air. But Fix
had risen, and going to Colonel Proctor said to
him :
" You forget that you have me to deal with ; me
whom you not only insulted, but struck !"
" Mr. Fix," said Mr. Fogg, " I beg your pardon,
but it concerns me alone. In insisting that I was
wrong in playing a spade, the colonel has insulted
me anew, and he shall give me satisfaction."
" When you will, and where you will," replied
the American, "and with whatever weapon you
please."
Mrs. Aouda tried in vain to restrain Mr. Fogg.
The detective uselessly endeavored to take up the
quarrel of his own account. Passepartout wanted to
throw the colonel out of the door, but a sign from his
master stopped him. Phileas Fogg went out of
the car, and the American followed him on the plat-
form.
" Sir," said Mr. Fogg to his adversary, " I am
very much in a hurry to return to Europe, and any
delay whatever would be very prejudicial to my in-
terests."
" Well ! what does that concern me ?" replied
Colonel Proctor.
248 TOUR OF THF WORLD IN EIGHTY DAT8.
"Sir," replied Mr. Fogg very politely, "after
our meeting in San Francisco, I formed the plan
to come back to America to find you as soon as I
had completed the business which calls me to the
Old World. 1 '
"Truly!"
"Will you appoint a meeting with me in six
months?"
" Why not in six years ?"
" I say six months," replied Mr. Fogg, " and I
will be prompt to meet you."
" All evasions !" cried Stamp Proctor. " Imme-
diately, or not at all."
" All right," replied Mr. Fogg. " You are going
to New York?"
"No."
"To Chicago?"
"No."
"To Omaha?"
"It concerns you very little! Do you know
Plum Creek station."
" No," replied Mr. Fogg.
" It is the next station. The train will be there
in an hour. It will stop ten minutes. In ten
minutes we can exchange a few shots with our re-
volvers."
" Let it be so," replied Mr. Fogg. " I will stop at
Plum Creek."
" And I believe that you will remain there !"
added the American, with unparalled insolence.
"Who knows, sir?" replied Mr. Fogg, and he re-
entered the car as coolly as usual.
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DAYS. 249
That gentleman commenced to reassure Mrs.
Aouda, saying to her that blusterers were never to
be feared. Then he begged Fix to act as his second
in the encounter which was to take place. Fix
could not refuse, and Phileas Fogg resumed quietly
his interrupted game, playing a spade with perfect
serenity. .
At eleven o'clock the whistle of the locomotive
announced that they were near Plum Creek station.
Mr. Fogg rose, and followed by Fix he went out
on the platform. Passepartout accompanied him,
carrying a pair of revolvers. Mrs. Aouda remained
in the car, pale as death.
At this moment the door of the next car opened,
and Colonel Proctor appeared likewise upon the
platform, followed by his second, a Yankee of his
own stamp. But at the moment that the two ad-
versaries were going to step off the train, the con-
ductor ran up to them and cried :
" You can't get off, gentlemen."
" Why not ?" asked the colonel.
" We are twenty minutes behind time, and the
train does not stop."
" But I am going to fight a duel with this gentle-
man."
" I regret it," replied the conductor, " but we are
going to start again immediately. Hear the bell
ringing !"
The bell was ringing, and the train moved on.
" I am really very sorry, gentlemen," said the con-
ductor. "Under any other circumstances I could
250 TOUR OF THE WOULD IN EIGHTY DAYS.
have obliged you. But, after all, since you had not
the time to fight here, who hinders you from fight-
ing while the train is in motion ?"
" Perhaps that will not suit the gentleman 1" said
Colonel Proctor with a jeering air.
" That suits me perfectly," replied Phileas Fogg.
" "Well, we are decidedly in America !" thought
Passepartout, " and the conductor is a gentleman of
the first order."
Having said this, he followed his master.
The two combatants and their seconds, preceded
by the conductor, repaired to the rear of the train,
passing through the cars. The last car was only
occupied by about ten or a dozen passengers. The
conductor asked them if they would be kind enough
to vacate for a few moments for two gentlemen
who had an affair of honor to settle.
Why not ? The passengers were only too happy
to be able to accommodate the two gentlemen, and
they retired on the platforms.
The car, fifty feet long, accommodated itself very
conveniently to the purpose. The two adversaries
might march on each other in the aisle, and fire at
their ease. There never was a duel easier to arrange.
Mr. Fogg and Colonel Proctor, each furnished with
two six-barreled revolvers, entered the car. Their
seconds, remaining outside, shut them in. At the
first whistle of the locomotive they were to com-
mence firing. Then after a lapse of two minutes
what remained of the two gentlemen would be
taken out of the car.
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Truly, there could be nothing simpler. It was
even so simple that Fix and Passepartout felt their
hearts beating almost as if they would break in their
anxiety.
They, were waiting for the whistle agreed upon
when/suddenly savage cries resounded. Reports
accompanied them^jbut they did not come from the
car reserved for me duelists. These reports con-
tinued, on the contrary, as f arjas the front, and along
the whole line of the train. Cries of fright made
themselves heard from the inside of the cars.;
Colonel Proctor and/Mr. FoggTjwith their Revolvers
in hand, went out of the car immediately, and rushed
f orwarcDwhere the reports and cries resounded more
noisily.
LThey understood that the train had been attacked
by a band of SiouxTJ
It was not the first* attempt of these daring Indians.
More than once already they had stopped the trains.
According to their habitwithout waiting for the
stopping of the train, rushing upon the steps to the
number of a hundred, they had scaled the cars like
a clown does a horse at full gallopTj
[These Sioux were provided with guns. Whence
the reports, to which the pasengers, nearly all armed,
replied sharply by shots from their revolvers. At
first the Indians rushed upon the engine. The en-
gineer and fireman were half-stunned with blows
from their muskets. A Sioux chief, wishing to stop
the train,? but not knowing- how to maneuver the
handle of the regulator/had opened wide the steam
252 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DAYS.
valve instead of closing it, and the locomotive, beyond
control, ran on with frightful rapidity. \
jAt the same time the Sioux entered the carSthen
ran like enraged monkeys over the roofs ;ffiiey drove
in the doors and fought hand to hand with the pas-
sengers. J The trunks, broken open and robbed, were
thrown out of the baggage car on the road. Cries
and shots did not cease.
/But the passengers defended themselves coura-
geously. Some of the cars, barricaded, sustained a
siege like real moving forts, borne on at a speed of
one hundred miles an hour. "]
(From the commencement of the attack Mrs.
Aouda had behaved courageously. "With revolver
in hand she defended herself heroically, firing
through the broken panes when some savage pre-
sented himself. , About twenty Sioux, mortally
wounded, fell upon the track, and the car wheels
crushed like worms those that^ slipped on to the rails
from the top of the platforms.
/But an end must be put to this. This combat
had lasted already for ten minutes, and could only
end to the advantage of the Sioux if the train was
not stopped. In fact, Fort Kearney station was not
two miles distant. There was a military post, but
that passed, between Fort Kearney and the next
station the Sioux would be complete masters of the
train.
The conductor was fighting at Mr. Fogg's side,
when a ball struck him and he fell. As he fell he
cried :
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" We are lost if the train is not stopped inside of
five minutes !"
" It shall be stopped !" said Phileas Fogg, who
was about to rush out of the car.
" Remain, monsieur," Passepartout cried to him.
" That is my business."
Phileas Fogg had not the time to stop the coura-
geous young man, who, opening a door without being
seen by the Indians, succeeded in slipping under the
car. While the struggle continued, and while the
balls were crossing each other above his head, re-
covering his agility, his suppleness as a clown, he
made his way under the cars. Clinging to the chains,
assisting himself by the lever of the brakes and the
edges of the window sashes, climbing from one car
to another with marvelous skill, he thus reached the
front of the train. He had not been seen ; he could
not have been.
There, suspended by one hand between the bag-
gage car and the tender, with the other he loosened
o o
the couplings;? but, in consequence of the traction,
he would neVerhave been able to pull out the yoking-
bar if a sudden jolt of the engine had not made the
bar jump out^and the train, detached, was left fur-
ther and further behind, while the locomotive flew on
with new speed.
Carried on by the force acquired, the train still
rolled on for a few minutes, but the brakes were
maneuvered from the inside of the cars, and the
train finally stopped, less than one hundred paces
trom Kearney station.
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The soldiers of the fort, attracted by the firing,
ran hastily to the train. The Sioux did not wait
for them, and before the train stopped entirely the
whole band had decamped.
But when the passengers counted each other on
the platform of the station they noticed that sev-
eral were missing, and among others the courageous
Frenchman, whose devotion had just saved
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CHAPTER XXX.
IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG SIMPLY DOES HIS DUTY.
THEEE passengers, including Passepartout, had
disappeared. Had they been killed in the fight?
Were they taken prisoners by the Sioux? As yet it
could not be told.
The wounded were quite numerous, but none
mortally. ; The one most seriously hurt was Colonel
Proctor, wno had fought bravely, and who fell,
struck by a ball in the groin. He was carried to
the station with the other passengers, whose condi-
tion demanded immediate care.
[Mrs. Aouda was safe. Phileas Fogg, who had
not spared himself, had not a scratch. Fix was
wounded in the arm but it was an unimportant
wound. But Passepartout was missing, and tears
flowed from the young woman's eyes.
Meanwhile, all the passengers had left the train v
The wheels of the cars were stained with blood.]
To the hubs and spokes hung ragged pieces of flesh.
As far as the eye could reach long red trails were
seen on the white plain. The last Indians were then
disappearing in the south, along the banks of Re
publican river.
Fogg, with folded arms, stood motionless.
256 TOUR OF TEE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA Y8.
He had a serious decision to make. Mrs. Aouda,
near him, looked at him without uttering a word.
He understood her look. If his servant was a pris-
oner ought he not to risk everything to rescue him
from the Indians ?
" I will find him, dead or alive," he said simply,
to Mrs. Aouda.
"Ah! Mr. Fogg Mr. Fogg!" cried the young
woman, seizing her companion's hands and covering
them with tears.
" Alive," added Mr. Fogg, " if we do not lose a
minute !"
With this resolution Phileas Fogg sacrificed him-
self entirely. He had just pronounced his ruin. A
single day's delay would make him miss the steamer
from New Yorkj His bet would be irrevocably lost.
But in the face of the thought, " It is my duty !" he
did not hesitate.
The captain commanding Fort Kearney was therej
His soldier&j-about a hundred men had put them-
selves on the defensive in the event of the Sioux
making a direct attack upon the station.
A Sir," said Mr. Foggjto the captain, "three pas-
sengers have disappeared."
" Killed ?" asked the captain.
" Killed or prisoners," replied Mr. Fogg. " That
an uncertainty which we must bring to an end.
It is your intention to pursue the Sioux?"
"It is a grave matter, sir," said the captain.
" These Indians may fly beyond the Arkansas ! I
could not abandon the fort intrusted to me."/
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA T8. 257
" Sir," replied Phileas Fogg, " it is a question of
the life of three men."
" Doubtless but can I risk the lives of fifty to
save three ?"
"I do not know whether you can, but you
ought."
" Sir," replied the captain, " no one here has the
right to tell me what my duty is."
^Let it be_ so !" said Phileas Fogg coldly, " I will
go alone !"_/
" You, sir !" cried Fix, who approached, " go alone
in pursuit of the Indians !"
" Do you wish me then to allow to perish the un-
fortunate man to whom every one of us that is living
owes his life ? I shall go."
"Well, no; you shall not go alone!" cried the
captain, moved in spite of himself. " No ! You are
a brave heart ! Thirty volunteers !" he added, turn-
ing to his soldiers.
The whole company advanced in a body. \ The
^captain had to select from these brave fellows.
^Thirty soldiers were picked out, and an old sergeant
put at their head.
" Thanks, captain," said Mr. Fogg.
" You will permit me to accompany you ?" Fix
asked the gentleman.
" You will do as you please," replied Phileas
Fogg. " But if you wish to do me a service, you
will remain by Mrs. Aouda. In case anything
should happen to me -''
A sudden paleness overcast the detective's face.
TO VR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA YS.
To separate himself from the man whom he had
followed step by step and with so much persist-
ence ! To let him venture so much in the desert !
Fix looked closely at the gentleman, and whatever
he may have thought, in spite of his prejudices, in
spite of his inward struggle, he dropped his eyes
before that quiet, frank look.
" I will remain," he said.
few moments after, Mr. Fogg pressed the
young woman's hand ; then, having placed in her
care his precious traveling-bag, he set out with the
sergeant and his little ban<T)
But before starting he said to the soldiers :
" My friends, there are five thousand dollars for
you if you save the prisoners !"
It was then a few minutes past noon.
[Mrs. Aouda retired into a sitting-room of the
station, and there, alone, she waited, thinking of
Phileas Fogg, his simple and grand generosity, his
quiet courage. Mr. Fogg had sacrificed his fortune,
and now he was staking his life and all this with-
out hesitation, from a sense of duty, without words.
Phileas Fogg was a hero in her eyes.
The detective (Fix) was not thinking thus, and
he could not restrain his agitation. He walkec
feverishly up and down the platform of the station
one moment vanquished, he became himself again.
Fogg having gone, he comprehended his foolishness
in letting him go. What ! Had he consented to
be separated from the man that he had just been
following around the world ! His natural disposi-
TOUR OF TEE WORLD IN EIGHTY DAYS. 259
tion got the upper hand ; he criminated and accused
himself ; he treated himself as if he had been the
director of the metropolitan police reproving an
agent caught at a very green trick.
" I have been a silly fellow !" he thought. " The
other fellow will have told him who I am ! He has
gone ; he will not return ! Where can I capture
him now ? But how have I (Fix) so allowed myself
to be fascinated, when I have a warrant for his
arrest in my pockets ? I am decidedly only an ass !"
Thug reasoned the detective, while the hours
slipped on too slowly for his liking. He did not
know what to do. Sometimes he felt like telling
Mrs. Aouda everything. But he understood how
he would be received by the young woman. What
course should he take ? He was tempted to go in
pursuit of this Fogg across the immense white
plains. It did not seem impossible for him to find
him. ^[The footprints of the detachment were still
imprinted upon the snow! But, under a fresh
covering, every track would soon be effaced.
/J?ix was discouraged. He felt an almost insur-
mountable desire to abandon the party. This very
occasion of leaving Kearney station and of pros-
ecuting the journey, so fruitful in mishaps, was
opened to him.
^About two o'clock in the afternoon, jwhile the
snow was falling in large flakes^ long whistles were
heard coming from the east. An enormous shadow,
preceded by a lurid light, slowly advanced, con-
siderably increased by the mist, which gave it a
fantastic appearance*
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But no train was expected yet from the east.
The help asked for by telegraph could not arrive so
soon, and the train from Omaha to San Francisco
would not pass until the next day. They were
soon enlightened.
This locomotive, inoving under a small head of
steam, and whistling very loud, was the one which,
after being detached from the train, had continued
its course^ with such frightful speed, carrying the
unconscious fireman and engineer.^ It had run on
for several miles ; then the fire had gone ; down for
want of fuel ; the steam had slackened/and an hour
afterward^ relaxing its speed by degrees, 'the engine
finally stopped twenty miles beyorifl. Kearney
station.'
Neither the engineer nor the fireman was dead,
and after a very long swoon they revived.
fThe engine had stopped. "When he saw himself
in the desert, and the locomotive without cars
attached to it, the engineer understood what had
happened. He could not guess how the locomotive
had been detached from the train, ^ but he did not
doubt that the train, left behind, was in distress.
(The engineer did not hesitate as to what he ought
to do. To continue his course in the direction of
Omaha was prudent, to return toward the train,
which the Indians were perhaps yet robbing, was
dangerous. No matter IJ. Coal and wood were
thrown into the furnace^ the fire started up'l again,
the head of steam increased again^and about two
o'clock in the afternoon the engine returned,! run-
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ning backward to Kearney station. This was the
whistling they heard in the mist.
lit was a great satisfaction for the travelers when
they saw the locomotive put at the head of the
train. They were going to be able to continue their
journey so unfortunately interrupted
On the arrival of the engine Mrs. Aouda came
out of the station, and addressing the conductor
she asked :
" You are going to start ?"
" This very instant, madam."
"But the prisoners our unfortunate com-
panions "
"I cannot interrupt the trip," replied the con-
ductor. "We are already three hours behind
time."
" And when will the next train coming from San
Francisco pass ?"
" To-morrow evening, madam."
" To-morrow evening ! But it wiD be too late.
We must wait "
" Impossible," replied the conductor. " If you are
going, get aboard the car."
" I will not go," replied the young woman.
Fix heard this conversation. '\ A few moments be-
fore, when every means of locomotion failed him, he
had decided to quit Kearney J and now that the
train was there, ready to continue its course, and he
only had to seat himself again in the car, an irresist-
ible force fixed him to the ground!! The platform
of the station burned his feet, and he could not tear
262 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS.
himself away from it. The conflict within himself
recommenced. Zjlis anger at his want of success
choked him. He was going to struggle on to the
encLJ
Meanwhile the passengers and some of the
wounded among others Colonel Proctor, whose
condition was very serious had taken seats in the
cars. The buzzing of the overheated boiler was
heard ; the steam escaped through the valves ; the
engineer whistled, the train started, and soon disap-
peared, mingling its white smoke with the whirling
of the snow.
_The Detective Fix had remained.
LSome hours passed. The weather was very bad,
the cold very keen. Fix, seated on a bench in the
station, was motionless. It might have been sup-
posed that he was sleeping^ Notwithstanding the
storm/Mrs. Aouda left every moment the room
which had been placed at . her disposaLj She went
to the end of the platform, trying to look through
the tempest of snow^; wishing to pierce the mist
which narrowed the horizon around her, listening
if sh,e could hear any sound J But there was noth-
ing pave the beating of her own heart. She went
in then, chilled through, to return a few moments
later, and always in vain.
/Evening came. The little detachment had not
returned. Where was it at this moment ? Had it
been able to overtake the Indians ? Had there been
a fight, or were these soldiers lost in the mist,
wandering at a venture ? The captain of Fort Kear-
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ney was very uneasy, although he did not wish to
let his uneasiness appear.
Night came ; the snow fell less heavily, but the
intensity of the cold increased, j The most intrepid
glance would not have ^looked at this vast, obscure
space without terror. An absolute silence prevailed
over the plain7*\ Neither the flight of a bird nor
the passage of aTwild beast disturbed the unbroken
quiet.
J3uring the whole night, Mrs. Aouda, her mind full
of dark presentiments, her heart filled with anguish^
wandered on the border of the prairie. <- Her imag-
ination carried her afar off and showed her a thou-
sand dangers. What she suffered during those long
hours could not be expressed. ,
^Fix, still immovable in tlTe same spot, did not
sleep. At a certain moment, a man approached
and spoke to him, but the detective sent him away,
after replying to him by a negative sign.
Thus the night passed?} At dawn, the half -con-
cealed disk of the sun rose from a misty horizon.
Still the eye might reach as far as two miles.
Phileas Fogg and the detachment had gone to the
south. The south was entirely deserted. IT It was
then seven o'clock in the morning. )
[The captain, extremely anxious, did not know
what course to take. Ought he to send a second
detachment to help the first ? Ought he to sacrifice
fresh men with so few chances of saving those who
were sacrificed at first ? [ But his hesitation did not
last, and with a gesture calling one of his lieuten
364 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS.
ants, he gave him the order to throw out a recon-
noissance to the south, when shots were heard. Was
it a signal ? The soldiers rushed out of the fort, and
half a mile distant they perceived a small band re-
turning in good order.
Phileas Fogg marched at the head, and near him
Passepartout and the two passengers, rescued from
the hands of the Sioux.
There was a fight ten miles south of Fort Kear-
ney. Passepartout and his two companions were
already struggling against their captors, and the
Frenchman had knocked down three of them with
his fist, when, his master and the soldiers rushed to
their rescue..
FAlL^the deliverers and the delivered-Avere re-
ceived with cries of joy,V>nd Phileas Fogg divided
among the soldiers the^ re ward he had promised
them, while Passepartout repeated to himself, not
without reason :
" I must confess that I am certainly costing my
master very dearly."
Fix, without uttering a word, looked at Mr. Fogg,
and it would have been difficult to analyze the im-
pressions struggling within him. As for Mrs.
Aouda, she took the gentleman's hand, and pressed
it in hers, without being able to utter a word ! J
I In the meantime Passepartout, upon his arrival^
was looking for the train at the station. He
thought he would find it there, ready to start for
Omaha, and he hoped they could still make up the
lost time.
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" The train, the train !" he cried.
" Gone," replied Fix.
"And when will the next train pass?" asked
Phileas Fogg.
" Not until this evening."
" Ah !" simply replied the impassible gentleman.
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CHAPTEE XXXL
IN WHICH THE DETECTIVE FIX TAKES 8EBIOU8LT III
PHILEAS FOGG found himself twenty hours behind
time. Passepartout, the involuntary cause of this
delay, was desperate. He had certainly ruined his
master !
At this moment the detective approached Mr.
Fogg, and looking closely in his face, asked :
" Yery seriously, sir, you are in a hurry ?"
" Yery seriously," replied Phileas Fogg.
" I insist," continued Fix. " It is very much to
your interest to be in New York on the llth, before
nine o'clock in the evening, the time of departure
of the Liverpool steamer."
" I have a very great interest."
" And if your journey had not been interrupted
l>y this Indian attack, you would have arrived in
New York on the morning of the llth."
" Yes, twelve hours before the departure of the
steamer."
" Well, you are now twenty hours behind time.
The difference between twenty and twelve is eight.
Eight hours are to be made up. Do you wish to try
to do it F
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA T8. 267
" On foot?" asked Mr. Fogg.
" No, on a sledge," replied Fix, " on a sledge with
sails. A man has proposed this means of con-
veyance to me."
It was the man who had spoken to the detective
during the night, and whose offer he had refused.
Phileas Fogg did not reply to Fix; but Fix
having shown him the man in question, who was
walking up and down before the station, the gentle-
man went up to him. An instant after, Phileas
Fogg and this American, named Mudge, entered a
hut built at the foot of Fort Kearney.
There Mr. Fogg examined a very singular vehicle,
a sort of frame laid on two long beams, a little
raised in front, like the runners of a sledge, and upon
which five or six persons could be seated. On the
front of the frame was fastened a very high mast, to
which an immense brigantine sail was attached.
The mast, firmly held by metallic fastenings, held
an iron stay, which served to hoist a large jib-sail.
At the rear a sort of rudder allowed the apparatus
to be steered.
As could be seen, it was a sledge sloop-rigged.
During the winter, on the icy plains, when the
trains are blocked up by the snow, these vehicles
make extremely rapid trips from one station to
another. They carry a tremendous press of sail, far
more than a cutter, and, with the wind behind, they
glide over the surface of the prairie with a speed
equal to, if not greater than, that of an express
train.
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS.
In a few moments the bargain was concluded be-
tween Mr. Fogg and the owner of this land craft
The wind was good. It blew with a strong breeze
from the west. The snow had hardened, and Madge
was certain that he could take Mr. Fogg in a few
hours to Omaha. There the trains are frequent, and
the routes leading to Chicago and New York
numerous. It was not impossible to make up the
time lost. There should be no hesitation in making
the attempt.
Mr. Fogg, not wishing to expose Mrs. Aouda to
the discomforts of a trip in the open air, with the
cold rendered more unbearable by the speed,
proposed to her to remain under Passepartout's care
at Kearney station. The honest fellow would
undertake to bring her to Europe by a better route
and under more acceptable conditions.
Mrs. Aouda refused to be separated from Mr.Fogg,
and Passepartout felt very happy at this determi-
nation. Indeed, nothing in the world would have
induced him to leave his master, since Fix was to
accompany him.
As to what the detective then thought it would
be difficult to say. Had his convictions been shaken
by Phileas Fogg's return, or rather did he consider
him a very shrewd rogue, who, having accomplished
his tour of the world, believed that he would be
entirely safe in England ? Perhaps Fix's opinion
concerning Phileas Fogg was really modified. But
he was none the less decided to do his duty, and
more impatient than all of them to hasten with all
his might the return to England.
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DAYS. 269
At eight o'clock the sledge was ready to start.
The travelers we were tempted to say the pas-
sengers took their places, and wrapped themselves
closely in their traveling cloaks. The two immense
sails were hoisted, and, under the pressure of the
wind, the vehicle slipped over the hardened snow
with a speed of forty miles an hour.
The distance between Fort Kearney and Omaha
is, in a straight line in a bee-line, as the Americans
say two hundred miles at the most. If the wind
continued, this distance could be accomplished in
five hours. If no accident happened, the sledge
ought to reach Omaha at one o'clock in the after-
noon.
What a journey ! The travelers, huddled up
against each other, could not speak. The cold, in-
creased by the speed, cut off their words. The
sledge glided as lightly over the surface of the plain
as a vessel over the surface of the water with trt&
swell x *fc~4east. When the breeze came, skimming
the earth, it seemed as if the sledge was lifted from
the ground by its sails, which were like huge wings.
Mudge, at the rudder, kept the straight line, and
with a turn at the tiller he corrected the lurches
which the apparatus had a tendency to make. All
sail was carried. The jib had been arranged so
that it no longer was screened by the brigantine.
A topmast was hoisted, and another jib stretched to
the wind added its force to that of the other sails.
It could not be exactly estimated, but certainly the
speed of the sledge could not be less than forty
miles an hour.
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" If nothing breaks," said Mudge, " we shall
arrive !"
It was Mudge's interest to arrive at the time
agreed upon, for Mr. Fogg, adhering to his plan,
had stimulated him by the promise of a handsome
reward.
The prairie, which the sledge was crossing in a
straight line, was as flat as a sea. It might have
been called a frozen pond. The railroad which ran
through this section ascended from southwest to
northwest by Grand Island, Columbus, an important
Nebraska town, Schuyler, Fremont, then Omaha.
During its entire course it x followed the right bank
of the Platte river. The sledge, shortening this
route, took the road of the arc described by the
railroad. Mudge did not fear being stopped by the
Platte river, at the short bend in front of Fremont,
as it was frozen over. The way was then entirely
free of obstructions, and Phileas Fogg had only two
things to fear : an accident to the apparatus, a change
or a calm of the wind.
But the breeze did not abate. On the contrary,
it blew so hard that it bent the mast, which the iron
fastenings kept firm. These metal fastenings, like
the chords of an instrument, resounded as if a violin-
bow had produced their vibrations. The sledge slid
along in the midst of a plaintive harmony of a very
peculiar intensity.
" These chords give the fifth and the octave," said
Mr. Fogg.
And these were the only words he uttered during
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS. 371
this trip. Mrs. Aouda, carefully wrapped in furs
and cloaks, was preserved as much as possible from
the attacks of the cold.
Passepartout, his face red as the solar disk when
it sets in the mist, drew in the biting air. With the
depth of unshaken confidence that he possessed, he
was ready to hope again. Instead of arriving in
New York in the morning, they would arrive there
in the evening ; but there might be some chances
that it would be before the departure of the Liver-
pool steamer.
Passepartout even experienced a strong desire to
grasp the hand of his ally Fix. He did not forget
that it was the detective himself who had procured
the sledge with sails, and consequently the only
means there was to reach Omaha in good time. But
by some unknown presentiment he kept himself in
his accustomed reserve.
At all events, one thing which Passepartout would
never forget was the sacrifice which Mr. Fogg had
unhesitatingly made to rescue him from the hands
of the Sioux. As for that, Mr. Fogg had risked his
fortune and his life No ! his servant would not
forget him !
While each one of the travelers allowed himself
to wander off in such various reflections the sledge
flew over the immense carpet of snow. If it passed
over creeks, tributaries, or sub-tributaries of Little
Blue river, they did not perceive it. The fields and
the streams disappeared under a uniform whiteness.
The plain was absolutely deserted. Comprised
272 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA T8.
between the Union Pacific road and the branch
uniting Kearney to St. Joseph, it formed as it were
a large uninhabited island. Not a village, not a
station, not even a fort. From time to time they
saw passing like a flash some grimacing tree, whose
white skeleton was twisted about by the wind.
Sometimes flocks of wild birds rose; sometimes,
also, prairie wolves in large bands, gaunt, famished,
urged by a ferocious demand of nature, vied with
the sledge in swiftness. Then Passepartout, with
revolver in hand, held himself ready to fire upon
those that came nearest. If any accident had then
stopped the sledge, the travelers, attacked by these
ferocious carnivorous beasts, would have run the
greatest risks. But the sledge kept on in its course ;
it was not long in getting ahead, and soon the whole
howling band was left behind.
At noon Mudge recognized by certain land-
marks that he was crossing the frozen course of the
Platte river. He said nothing, but he was sure
that in twenty miles more he would reach Omaha.
And, indeed, one hour afterward this skillful
guide, abandoning the helm, hastened to the hal-
yards of the sails and furled them, while the sledge,
carried on by its irresistible force, accomplished
another half-mile under bare poles. Finally it
stopped, and Mudge, pointing out a mass of roofs
white with snow, said :
" "We have arrived !"
Arrived ! Arrived indeed at the station which,
by numerous trains, is in daily communication with
the eastern part of the United States !
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS. 273
Passepartout and Fix jumped to the ground and
shook their stiffened limbs. They helped Mr. Fogg
and the young woman to descend from the sledge.
Phileas Fogg settled generously with Mudge, whose
hand Passepartout shook like a friend's, and all
hurried toward" the depot in Omaha.
The Pacific Railroad, properly so-called, has its
terminus at this important city in Nebraska, placing
the Mississippi basin in connection with the great
ocean. To go from Omaha to Chicago, the Chicago,
Rock Island and Pacific road is taken, running di-
rectly to the east, and passing fifty stations.
A through train was ready to start. Philea*
Fogg and his companions only had time to hurry
into a car. They had seen nothing of Omaha;
but Passepartout acknowledged to himself that it
was not to be regretted, as they were not on a sight-
seeing tour.
/The train passed with very great speed into
the State of Iowa, through Council Bluffs, Des
Moines, and Iowa City. During the night it
crossed the Mississippi at Davenport, and entered
Illinois at Rock Island. The next day, the 10th, at
four o'clock in the afternoon, they arrived at Chi-
cago, already risen from its ruins, and sitting more
proudly than ever on the shores of the beautiful
Lake Michigan.
Nine hundred miles separate Chicago from New
York. Trains are not wanting at Chicago. Mr.
Fogg passed immediately from one to the other.
The nimble locomotive of the Pittsburg, Fort
274 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA Y8.
Wayne and Chicago Eailway started at full speed,
as if it understood that the honorable gentleman
" had no time to lose." It traversed Indiana and
Ohio, passing by populous cities and over wide ex-
panses of agricultural land, with but few pauses ;
and sixteen hours after leaving Chicago the Ohio
was reached.
At thirty-five minutes after nine, on the evening
of the llth, the train entered the great depot at
Jersey City, the walls of which are washed by the
Hudson river. From this station, the eastern ter-
minus of a railroad system of great magnitude, fifty-
one passenger and eighty-one freight trains depart
every twenty-four hours, and an equal number ar-
rive. Steamers and sailing vessels lined the miles
of docks extending on both sides of the station, and
the mighty river was filled with craft of all kinds
engaged in the commerce of New York, which rose
in front of the travelers as they emerged upon the
broad, covered way running in front of the depot,
where the gigantic ferry-boats of the railroad com-
pany receive and land their myriads of travelers,
pausing not in their work day or night.
At thirty-five minutes after nine at night the
train stopped in the depot, near the very pier of the
Cunard line of steamers, otherwise called The Brit-
ish and North American Royal Mail Steam Packet
Company.
CThe China, bound for Liverpool, left thirty-five
minutes before.
TOUA OF THE WORLD Hi SIGHT T DATS. 375
CHAPTEE XXXII.
IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG ENGAGES IN A DIRECT STRUGGLE
WITH ILL LUCK.
China, in leaving, seemed to have carried
away with her Phileas Fogg's last hope.*!!
In fact, none of the other steamers in the direct
service between America and Europe^ neither the
French Transatlantic steamers nor the ships of the
White Star line, nor those of the Inman Company,
jQor those of the Hamburg line, nor any others,
Uiould serve the gentleman's projectsD
The Pereire, of the French Atlantic Company,
would not start until the 14th of December. And
besides, like those of the Hamburg Company, she
would not go directly to Liverpool or London, but to
Havre, and this additional trip from Havre to South-
ampton, delaying Phileas Fogg, would have ren-
dered his last efforts of no avail.
The gentleman posted himself thoroughly about
!-all this by consulting his " Bradshaw," which gave
him, day by day, the movements of the transoceanic^
vessels. 3
^Passepartout was annihilated. It killed him to
miss the steamer by thirty-five minutes. It was his
fault, he who, instead of aiding his master, had not
276 TOUR OF TEE WORLD IN EIGHTY DAYS.
ceased to scatter obstacles in his way. And when
he reviewed in his mind all the incidents of the jour-
ney ; when he calculated the sums spent, which were a
pure loss, and for his own interest ; when he thought
that this enormous bet, added to the heavy expenses
of this now useless journey, would completely ruin
Mr. Fogg he overwhelmed himself with opprobrium.
Mr. Fogg did not reproach him at all, and leaving
the pier of the ocean steamers, he said only these
words :
" We will consult to-morrow. Come."
Mr. Fogg, Mrs. Aouda, Fix, and Passepartout
crossed the Hudson from Jersey City in the ferry-
boat, and got into a carriage, which took them to the
St. Nicholas Hotel, on Broadway. Rooms were put
at their disposal, and the night passed a very short
one for Phileas Fogg, who slept soundly, but very
long for Mrs. Aouda and her companions, whose
agitation did not allow them to rest.
The next day Was' the 12th of December. From
the 12th, at seven in the morning, to the 21st, at
eight forty-five in the evening, there remained nine
days, thirteen hours, and forty-five minutes. If,
then, Phileas Fogg had left the night before in the
China, one of the best sailers of the Cunard line, he
would have arrived at Liverpool, and then in Lon-
don, in the desired time !
(Thileas Fogg left the hotel alone, having recom-
mended his servant to wait for him, and to notify
Mrs. Aouda to hold herself in readiness at any
moment.
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS. 277
Mr. Fogg repaired to the banks of the Hudson,
and among the shipsj moored to the wharf, or
anchored in the stream, he sought with care those
which were about to leave. Several vessels had
their signals for departure up and were preparing
to put to sea at the morning high tide, for in this
immense and admirable port there is not a day
when a hundred vessels do not set sail for every
quarter of the globe ; ;but the most of them were
sailing vessels, and they would not suit Phileas
Fogg.
This,gentleman was seeming to fail in his last at-
tempt, when he perceived moored in front of the
Batter jy at a cable's length at most, a merchantman,
with screw, of fine outlines, whose smokestack,
emitting clouds of smoke, indicated that she was
preparing to sail.
Phileas Fogg hailed a boat, got in it, and with a
few strokes of the oar he found himself at the lad-
der of the Henrietta, ,an iron-hulled steamer, with
her upper parts of wood.
The captain of the Henrietta was on board.
Phileas Fogg went up on deck and asked for the
captain, who presented himself immediately.
He was a man fifty years old, a sort of sea wolf,,
a grumbler who would not be very accommodating.
His large eyes, his complexion oxidized copper, his
red hair, his large chest and shoulders, indicated
nothing of the appearance of a man of the world.
('"The captain?" asked Mr. Fogg.
I am he."
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" I am Phileas Fogg, of London."
" And I am Andrew Speedy, of Cardiff."
" You are going to start ?"
" In an hour."
" You are loaded for ?"
"Bordeaux.")
" And your cargo ?"
" Gravel in the hold. I have no freight. I sail
in ballast."
^ You have passengers ?"
"No passengers. Never have passengers. A
merchandise that's in the way and reasons."
" Your vessel sails swiftly ?"
" Between eleven and twelve knots. The Henri-
etta, well known."
" Do you wish to convey me to Liverpool, myself
and three persons ?"
" To Liverpool ? Why not to China 2"
" I said Liverpool."
"No!"
"No?"
" No. I am setting out for Bordeaux, and I shall
go to Bordeaux."
" It don't matter what price ?"
" It don't matter what price."
The captain spoke in a tone which did not admit
of a reply.
" But the owners of the Henrietta," replied Phileas
Fogg.
" The owners of the Henrietta are myself," replied
the captain. " The vessel belongs to meA, v
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" I will freight it for you."
"JSTo."
"No?"
" I will buy it from you."
Phileas Fogg did not change countenance. But
the situation was serious. It was not at New York
as at Hong Kong, nor with the captain of the
Henrietta as with the captain of the T^nkadere.
Until the present the gentleman's money had
always overcome obstacles. This time the money
failed.
But the means of crossing the Atlantic in a
vessel must be found, unless they went across in a
balloon, which would have been very venturesome,
and which, besides, was not practicable.
Phileas Fogg, however, appeared to have an idea,
for he said to the captain :
" Well, will you take me to Bordeaux ?"
" No, even if you would pay me two hundred
dollars."
" I offer you two thousand."
" For each person ?"
" For each person."
" And there are four of you ?"
" Four."J
Captain Speedy commenced to scratch his fore-
head as if he would tear the skin off. Eight thou-
sand dollars to be made, without changing his
course; it was well worth the trouble of putting
aside his decided antipathy for every kind of pas-
senger. Passengers at two thousands dollars apiece,
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besides, are no longer passengers, but valuable
merchandise.
( " I leave at nine o'clock," said Captain Speedy
simply, " and you and yours will be here ?"
" At nine o'clock we will be on board !" simply
replied Mr. Fogg. !
It was half-past eight. To land from the Henri-
etta, get in a carriage, repair to the St. Nicholas
Hotel, and take back with him Mrs. Aouda, Passe-
partout, and even the inseparable Fix, to whom he
graciously offered a passage, this was all done by
the gentleman with the quiet which never aeserted
him under any circumstances.
At the moment that the Henrietta was ready to
sail all four were aboard.
When Passepartout learned what this last voyage
would cost, he uttered one of those prolonged
" Oh's !" which ran through all the spaces of the
descending chromatic scale !
As for Detective Fix, he said to himself that the
Bank of England would not come out whole from
this affair. In fact, by the time of their arrival,
and admitting that this Mr. Fogg would not throw
a few handfuls beside into the sea, more than seven
thousand pounds would be missing from the bank-
notes in the traveling-bag !
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CHAPTER XXXII.
IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG SHOWS HIMSELF EQUAL TO
CIRCUMSTANCES.
( AN hour afterward the steamer Henrietta passed
the light-boat which marks the entrance of the
Hudson, turned Sandy Hook point) and put to sea.
During the day she skirted Long Island, in the
offing of the Eire Island Light, (^tnd rapidly ran
toward the east^J
At noon of the next day, the 13th of December,
a man went upon the bridge to take charge of the
vessel. It would certainly be supposed that this
man was Captain Speedy! Not at all. It was
Phileas Fogg.
As for Captain Speedy, he was very snugly
locked up in his cabin, and was howling ?at a rate
that denoted an anger very pardonable, which
amounted to a paroxysm.
What had happened was very simple. Phileas
Fogg wanted to go to Liverpool ; the captain would
not take him there. Then Phileas Fogg had agreed
to take passage for Bordeaux, and during the thirty
hours that he had been on board, he had maneu-
vered so well with his banknotes, that the crew,
sailors and firemen an occasional crew, on bad
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terms with the captain belonged to him. And
this is why Phileas Fogg commanded in the place
of Captain Speedy, why the captain was shut up in
his cabin, and why, finally, the Henrietta was steer-
ing her course toward Liverpool. It was very clear,
seeing Mr. Fogg maneuver, that he had been a
sailor. }
Now, how the adventure would come out, would
be known later. Mrs. Aouda's uneasiness did not
cease, although she said nothing. Fix was stunned
at first. - Passepartout found the thing simply
splendid. J
"Between eleven and twelve knots," Captain
Speedy had said, and the Henrietta did indeed
maintain this average of speed.
If then how many " if s " yet ! if the sea did not
become too rough, if the wind did not rise in the
east, if no mishap occurred to the vessel, no acci-
dent to the engine, the Henrietta in the nine days,
counting from the 12th of December to the 21st,
would accomplish the three thousand miles sepa-
rating New York from Liverpool. It is true that
once arrived, the Henrietta affair on top of the bank
affair might take the gentleman a little further than
he would like.
During the first few days^they went along under
excellent conditions. The wiiid was not too rough ;
the wind seemed stationary in the northeast ; the
sails were hoisted, and with them the Henrietta
sailed like a genuine transatlantic steamer.
Passepartout was delighted. The last exploit of
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his master, the consequences of which he preferred
not to consider, filled him with enthusiasm. The
crew had never seen a gayer, more agile fellow.
He made a thousand friendships with the sailors,
and astonished them by his acrobatic feats. He
lavished upon them the best names and the most at-
tractive drinks. He thought that they maneuvered
like gentlemen, and that the firemen coaled up like
heroes. His good humor was very communicative,
and impressed itself upon all. He had forgotten
the past, with its annoyances and its perils. He
thought only of the end, so nearly reached, and
sometimes he boiled over with impatience, as if he
had been heated by the furnaces of the Henrietta.
Frequently, also, the worthy fellow revolved around
Fix;, he looked at him with a distrustful eye, but
he did not speak to him, for there no longer existed
any intimacy between these two old friends.
Besides, Fix, it must be confessed, did not under-
stand this thing at all. The conquest of the Hen-
rietta, the purchase of her crew, and Fogg maneu-
vering like an accomplished seaman this combina-
tion of things confused him. He did not know
what to think. But, after all, a man who com-
menced by stealing fifty-five thousand pounds could
finish by stealing a vessel. And Fix was naturally
led to believe that the Henrietta, directed by Fogg,
was not going to Liverpool at all, but into some
quarter of the world where the robber, becoming a
pirate, would quietly place himself in safety ! This
hypothesis, it must be confessed, could not be more
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plausible, and the detective commenced to regret
very seriously having entered upon this affair.
\ As for Captain Speedy, he continued to howl in
his cabin, and Passepartout, whose duty it was to
provide his meals, did it only with the greatest pre-
cautions, although he was so strong. Mr. Fogg had
no longer the appearance of even suspecting that
there was a captain on board.
On the 13th they passed the edge of the banks of
Newfoundland. Those are bad latitudes. During
the winter especially the fogs are frequent there,
the blows dreadful. Since the day before, the ba-
rometer, suddenly fallen, indicated an approaching
change in the atmosphere. In fact, during the
night (the temperature varied, the cold became
keener, and at the same time the wind shifted into
the southeast.
This was a misfortune. Mr. Fogg, in order not
to be driven out of his course, had to reef his sails
and increase his steam. But the progress of the
ship was slackened, owing to the condition of the
sea, whose long waves broke against her stern. She
was violently tossed about, and to the detriment of
her speed. The breeze increased by degrees to a
hurricane, and it was already a probable event that
the Henrietta might not be able to hold herself
upright against the waves. Now, if she had to fly
before the storm, the unknown, with all ite bad
chances, threatened them.
Passepartout's face darkened at the same time as
the sky, and for two days the good fellow was in mor-
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tal dread. But Phileas Fogg was a bold sailor, who
knew how to keep head against the sea, and he kept
on his course, without even putting the vessel under
a small head of steam. The Henrietta, whenever
she could rise with the wave, passed over it, but
her deck was swept from end to end. Sometimes,
too, when a mountain wave raised the stern out of
the water, the screw came out of the water, beating
the air with its blades, but the ship still moved
"'right on.
Still the wind did not become as severe as might
have been feared. Tt was not one of those hurri-
canes which sweep on with a velocity of ninety
miles an hour. It continued quite fresh, but unfor-
tunately it blew obstinately from the southeast, and
did not allow the sails to be hoisted. And yet, as
we will see, it would have been very useful if they
could have come to the aid of the steam !
(^ The 16th of December was the seventy-fifth day
that had elapsed since leaving London. The Hen-
rietta had not yet been seriously delayed. The half
of the voyage was nearly accomplished, and the
worst localities had been passed.J In summer suc-
cess would have been certain. In winter they were
at the mercy of the bad weather. Passepartout did
not speak. Secretly he hoped, and if the wind
failed them he counted at least upon the steam.
Now, on this day, the engineer ascended to the
deck, met Mr. Fogg, and talked very earnestly
with him.
Without knowing why by a presentiment,
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doubtless Passepartout felt a sort of vague
uneasiness. He would have given one of his ears to
have heard with the other what was said. But he
could catch a few words, these among others,
uttered by his master :
" You are certain of what you say ?"
" I am certain, sir," replied the engineer. " Do
not forget that, since our departure, all our furnaces
have been going, and although we had enough coal
to go under a small head of steam from New York
to Bordeaux, we have not enough for a full head
of steam from New York to Liverpool."
" I will take the matter under consideration," re-
plied Mr. Fogg.
Passepartout understood. A mortal fear took
possession of him.
The coal was about to give out. J
" Ah ! if my master wards that off," he said to
himself, " he will certainly be a famous man !"
And having met Fix he could not help posting
him as to the situation.
" Then," replied the detective, with set teeth,
" you believe that we are going to Liverpool ?"
" I do indeed."
"Idiot!" replied the detective, shrugging his
shoulders as he turned away. J
Passepartout was on the point of sharply resent-
ing the epithet, whose true signification be could
not understand ; but he said to himself that the un-
fortunate Fix must be very much disappointed and
humiliated in his self-esteem, having so awkwardly
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followed a false scent around the world, and he re-
frained from condemning him.
And now what course was Phileas Fogg going to
take ? It was difficult to guess. ^ But it appeared
that the phlegmatic gentleman decided upon one,
for that evening he sent for the engineer and said
to him:
" Keep up your fires and continue on your course
until the complete exhaustion of the fuel."
A few moments after the smokestack of the Hen-
rietta was vomiting torrents of smoke.
C.The vessel continued, then, to sail under full
steam ; but, as he had announced, two days later, the
18th, the engineer informed him that the coal would
give out during the day.
" Don't let the fires go down,") replied Mr.
Fogg. "On the contrary, let the" furnaces be
charged."
About noon of this day, having taken observa-
tions and calculated the position of the vessel,
Phileas Fogg sent for Passepartout and ordered
him to go for Captain Speedy. This good fellow
felt as if he had been commanded to unchain
a tiger, and he descended into the poop, saying to
himself :
" Positively I shall find a madman I"
In fact, a few minutes later a bomb came on the
poop-deck, in the midst of cries and oaths. This
bomb was Captain Speedy. It was evident that it
was going to burst.
" Where are we ?" were the first words he uttered
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in the midst of his choking anger, and certainly, if
the worthy man had been apoplectic, he would never
have recovered from it.
" Where are we ?" he repeated, his face purple.
" Seven hundred and seventy miles from Liver-
pool," replied Mr. Fogg, with imperturbable calm-
ness.
" Pirate !" cried Andrew Speedy.
" I have sent for you, sir
" Sea-skimmer !"
" Sir," continued Phileas Fogg, " to ask you to
sell me your ship."
" No ! by all the devils, no !"
" I shall be obliged to burn her."
" To burn my ship !"
" At least her upper portions, for we are out of
fuel."
" Burn my ship !" cried Captain Speedy, who
could no longer pronounce his syllables. " A ship
that is worth fifty thousand dollars !"
" Here are sixty thousand !" replied Phileas Fogg,
offering him a roll of banknotes.
This produced a powerful effect upon Andrew
Speedy. No American is without emotion at the
sight of sixty thousand dollars. The captain forgot
in an instant his anger, his imprisonment, all his
grievances from his passenger. His ship was twenty
years old. It might be quite a bargain! The
bomb would not explode. Mr. Fogg had withdrawn
the fuse.
" And the iron hull will be left," he said in a
singularly softened tone.
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" The iron hull and the engine, sir. It is a bar-
gain?"
" A bargain."
And Andrew Speedy, snatching the roll of bank-
notes, counted them and slipped them into his
pocket.
During this scene Passepartout was white as a
sheet. As for Fix, he narrowly escaped an apo-
plectic fit. Nearly twenty thousand pounds spent,
and yet this Fogg was going to relinquish to the
seller the hull and the engine, that is, nearly the
entire value of the vessel ! It is true that the sum
stolen from the bank amounted to fifty-five thou-
sand pounds !
When Andrew Speedy had pocketed his money,
Mr. Fogg said to him :
" Sir, don't let all this astonish you. Know that
I lose twenty thousand pounds if I am not in London
on the 21st of December, at a quarter before nine
in the evening. Now, I had missed the steamer
from New York, and as you refused to take me to
Liverpool
" And I have done well, by all the imps of the
lower regions," cried Andrew Speedy, "since I
make by it at least forty thousand dollars."
Then he added calmly :
" Do you know one thing, captain "
"Fogg."
" Well, Captain Fogg, there is something of the
Yankee in you."
And having paid his passenger what he thought
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to be a compliment, he went away, when Phileat
Fogg said to him :
" Now this ship belongs to me ?"
"Certainly, from the keel to the truck of the
masts, all the wood, understand."
" Very well. Cut away the inside arrangements
and fire up with the debris."
It may be judged how much of this dry wood
was necessary to maintain the steam at a sufficient
pressure. This day, the poop-deck, the cabins, the
bunks, and the spar deck all went.
The next day, the 19th of December, they burned
the masts, the rafts, and the spars. They cut down
the masts, and delivered them to the ax. The
crew displayed an incredible zeal. Passepartout,
hewing, cutting, sawing, did the work of ten men.
It was a perfect fury of demolition.
The next day, the 20th, the railings, the armor,
all of the ship above water, the greater part of the
deck, were consumed. The Henrietta was now a
vessel cut down like a pontoon.
But on this day they sighted the coast of Ireland
and Fastnet Light.
However, at ten o'clock in the evening, the ship
was only passing Queenstown. Phileas Fogg had
only twenty-four hours to reach London! Now,
this was the time the Henrietta needed to reach
Liverpool, even under full headway. And the
steam was about to fail the bold gentleman !
" Sir," said Captain Speedy to him then, who had
come to be interested in his projects, " I really pity
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you. Everything is against you. We are as yet
only in front of Queenstown."
" Ah 1" said Mr. Fogg, " that is Queenstown, the
place where we perceive the light 1"
" Yes."
" Can we enter the harbor ?"
" Not for three hours. Only at high tide."
"Let us wait," Phileas Fogg replied calmly,
without letting it be seen on his face that, by a last
inspiration, he was going to try to conquer once
more his contrary fate !
Queenstown is a port on the coast of Ireland, at
which the transatlantic steamers coming from the
United States deposit their mail bags. These letters
are carried to Dublin by express trains always
ready to start. From Dublin they arrive in Liver-
pool by very swift vessels, thus gaining twelve
nours over the most rapid sailers of the ocean
companies.
These twelve hours which the American couriers
gained, Phileas Fogg intended to gain too. Instead
of arriving by the Henrietta in the evening of the
next day at Liverpool, he would be there by noon,
and, consequently, he would have time enough to
reach London before a quarter of nine in the
evening.
Toward one o'clock in the morning the Henrietta
entered Queenstown harbor at high tide, and
Phileas Fogg, having received a vigorous shake of
the hand from Captain Speedy, left him on the
leveled hulk of his vessel, still worth the half of
what he had sold it for 1
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The passengers landed immediately. Fix, at this
moment, had a fierce desire to arrest Mr. Fogg.
He did not do it, however. Why? What conflict
was going on within him? Had he changed his
mind with reference to Mr. Fogg? Did he finally
perceive that he was mistaken ? Fix, however, did
not leave Mr. Fogg. With him, Mrs. Aouda, and
Passepartout, who did not take time to breathe, he
jumped into the train at Queenstown at half-past
one in the morning, arrived at Dublin at break of
day, and immediately embarked on one of those
steamers regular steel spindles, all engine which,
disdaining to rise with the waves, invariably pass
right through them.
At twenty minutes before noon, the 21st of
December, Phileas Fogg finally landed on the quay
at Liverpool. He was now. only six hours from
London.
But at this moment Fix approached him, put his
hand on his shoulder, and showing his warrant,
said:
"You are really Phileas Fogg?"
"Yes, sir."
"I arrest you, in the name of the queen 1"
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CHAPTEE XXXIV.
WHICH GIVES PASSEPARTOUT THE OPPORTUNITY OF LET-
TING OUT SOME ATROCIOUS BUT PERHAPS UNPUB-
LISHED WORDS.
PHILEAS FOGG was in prison. He had been shut
up in the custom-house in Liverpool, and was to
pass the night there, awaiting his transfer to
London.
At the moment of his arrest PasseparCpiit wished
to rush upon the detective. Some policemen held
him back. Mrs. Aouda, frightened by the brutality
of the act, and knowing nothing about it, could not
understand it. Passepartout explained the situation
to her. Mr. Fogg, this honest and courageous
gentleman, to whom she owed her life, was arrested
as a robber. The young woman protested against
such an allegation, her heart rose with indignation,
and tears flowed from her eyes when she saw that
she could not do anything or attempt anything to
save her deliverer.
As for Fix, he had arrested the gentleman because
his duty commanded him to, whether he was guilty
or not. The courts would decide the question.
But then a thought came to Passepartout the
terrible thought that he was certainly the cause of
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all this misfortune ! Indeed, why had he concealed
his adventure from Mr. Fogg ? When Fix had re-
vealed both his capacity as a detective and the mission
with which he was charged, why had he decided
not to warn his master? The latter, informed,
would without doubt have given Fix proofs of his
innocence ; he would have demonstrated to him his
error ; at any rate he would not have conveyed at
his expense and on his tracks this unfortunate de-
tective, whose first care was to arrest him the mo-
ment he set foot on the soil of the United Kingdom.
Thinking of his faults and his imprudence, the poor
fellow was overwhelmed with remorse. He wept,
so that it was painful to look at him. He felt like
blowing his brains out.
Mrs. Aouda and he remained, notwithstanding
the cold, under the porch of the custom-house.
Neither of them wished to leave the place. They
wanted to see Mr. Fogg once more.
As for that gentleman, he was really ruined, and
at the very moment that he was about to reach his
end. This arrest would ruin him irrecoverably.
Having arrived at Liverpool at twenty minutes be-
fore twelve, noon, on the 21st of December, he had
until quarter of nine in the evening to appear at the
Keform Club that is, nine hours and five minutes,
and he only needed six to reach London. At this
moment any one entering the custom-house would
have found Mr. Fogg seated motionless, on a wooden
bench, without anger, imperturbable. He could not
have been said to be resigned ; but this blow had
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not been able to move him, in appearance at least.
Was he fostering within himself one of those secret
spells of anger, terrible because they are pent up,
and which break out only at the last moment with
irresistible force ? We do not know. ' But Phileas
Fogg was there, calm, waiting for what ? Did he
cherish some hope ? Did he still believe in success,
when the door of his prison was closed upon him ?
However that may be, Mr. Fogg carefully put his
watch on the table, and watched the hands move.
Not a word escaped from his lips, but his look had a
singular fixedness.
In any event the situation was terrible, and for
any one that could read his thoughts, they ran thus :
An honest man, Phileas Fogg was ruined.
A dishonest man, he was caught.
Did he think of escaping ? Did he think of look-
ing to see whether there was a practicable outlet
from his prison? Did he think of flying? We
would be tempted to believe so ; for once he took
the tour of the room. Eut the door was securely
locked and the windows had iron bars. He sat
down again, and took from his pocketbook the
diary of his journey. On the line which bore these
words :
" December 21st, Saturday, Liverpool," he added :
" Eightieth day, 11 : 40 A. M.," and he waited.
The custom-house clock struck one. Mr. Fogg
observed that his watch was two hours fast by this
clock.
Two hours? Admitting that he should jump
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aboard an express train at this moment he could
still arrive in London and at the Keform Club be-
fore quarter of nine in the evening. A light frown
passed over his forehead.
At thirty-three minutes after two o'clock a noise
sounded outside, a bustle from the opening of doors.
The voice of Passepartout was heard, and also that
of Fix.
Phileas Fogg's look brightened up a moment.
The door opened, and he saw Mrs. Aouda, Passe-
partout, and Fix rushing toward him.
Fix was out of breath, his hair all disordered, and
he could not speak.
"Sir," he stammered, "sir pardon an unfor-
tunate resemblance robber arrested three days ago
you free ! "
Phileas Fogg was free ! He went to the detec-
tive, looked him well in the face, and, with the
only rapid movement that he ever had made or ever
would make in his life, he drew both his arms back,
and then, with the precision of an automaton, he
struck the unfortunate detective with both his
fists.
"Well hit!" cried Passepartout, who, allowing
himself an atrocious flow of words quite worthy of
a Frenchman, added :
" Zounds ! this is what might be called a fine ap-
plication of English fists !"
Fix, prostrate, did not utter a word. He only
got what he deserved. But Mr. Fogg, Mrs. Aouda,
and Passepartout immediately left the custom-house.
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They jumped into a carriage, and in a few minutes
arrived at the depot.
Phileas Fogg asked if there was an express train
ready to start for London.
It was forty minutes past two. The express left
thirty-five minutes before.
Phileas Fogg then ordered a special train.
There were several locomotives of great speed
with steam up ; but, owing to the exigencies of the
service, the special train could not leave the depot
before three o'clock.
At three o'clock Phileas Fogg, after saying a few
words to the engineer about a certain reward to be
won, moved on in the direction of London in the
company of the young woman and his faithful
servant.
The distance which separates Liverpool from
London must be accomplished in five hours and a
half a very feasible thing when the road is clear
on the whole route. But there were compulsory
delays, and when the gentleman arrived at the
depot all the clocks in London were striking ten
minutes of nine.
Phileas Fogg, after having accomplished this
tour of the world, arrived five minutes behind
time!
He had lost his bet.
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CHAPTEK XXXV.
IN WHICH PASSEPARTOUT DOES NOT HAVE REPEATED
TO HIM TWICE THE ORDER HIS MASTER GIVES HIM.
THE next day the residents of Saville Kow would
have been much surprised if they had been told that
Phileas Fogg had returned to his dwelling. The
doors and windows were all closed. No change had
taken place outside.
After leaving the depot Phileas Fogg gave Passe-
partout an order to buy some provisions, and he
had gone into his house.
This gentleman received with his habitual im-
passibility the blow which struck him. Ruined !
and by the fault of that awkward detective ! After
moving on with steady step, during this long trip,
overturning a thousand obstacles, braving a thou-
sand dangers, and having still found time to do some
good on his route, to fail by a brutal act, which he
could not foresee, and against which he was de-
fenselessthat was terrible ! He had left only an
insignificant remnant of the large sum which he had
taken away with him when he started on his jour-
ney. His fortune now only consisted of the twenty
thousand pounds deposited at Baring Brothers, and
those twenty thousand pounds he owed to his col-
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leagues of the Keform Club. Having incurred so
many expenses, if he had won the bet he would not
have been enriched ; and it is probable that he had
not sought to enrich himself, being of that class of
men who bet for the sake of honor but this bet
lost would ruin him entirely. The gentleman's de-
cision was taken. He knew what remained for him
to do.
A room in the house in Saville Row was set apart
for Mrs. Aouda. The young woman was desperate.
From certain words which Mr. Fogg let drop, she
understood that he contemplated some fatal design.
It is known, indeed, to what lamentable extremi-
ties these Englishmen are carried sometimes under
the pressure of a fixed idea. Thus, Passepartout,
without seeming to do so, was closely watching his
master.
But first the good fellow descended to his room
and turned off the burner which had been
burning eighty days. He found in the letter box a
note from the gas company, and he thought that it
was more than time to stop the expenses for which
he was responsible.
The night passed. Mr. Fogg had retired ; but
had he slept ? As for Mrs. Aouda, she could not
take a single moment's rest. Passepartout had
watched, like a dog, at his master's door.
The next morning Mr. Fogg sent for him, and
ordered him very briefly to prepare Mrs. Aouda's
breakfast. As for himself, he would be satisfied
with a cup of tea and a piece of toast. Mrs. Aouda
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would be kind enough to excuse him from breakfast
and dinner, for all his time would be devoted to
arranging his affairs. He would not come down.
He would only ask Mrs. Aouda's permission to
have a few moments' conversation with her in the
evening.
Passepartout, having been given the programme
for the day, had nothing to do but to conform to it.
He looked at his master, still so impassible, and he
could not make up his mind to quit his room. His
heart was full, and his conscience weighed down
with remorse, for he accused himself more than ever
for this irreparable disaster. Yes! if he had
warned Mr. Fogg, if he had disclosed to him the
plans of the Detective Fix, Mr. Fogg would cer-
tainly not have dragged the Detective Fix with
him as far as Liverpool, and then-
Passepartout could not hold in any longer.
" My master ! Monsieur Fogg !" he cried, M curse
me. It is through no fault that "
" I blame no one, " replied Phileas Fogg, in the
calmest tone. " Go."
Passepartout left the room and went to find the
young woman, to whom he made known his mas-
ter's intentions.
" Madam," he added, " I can do nothing by my-
self, nothing at all. I have no influence over my
master's mind. You, perhaps "
" What influence would I have," replied Mrs.
Aouda. " Mr. Fogg is subject to none. Has he
ever understood that my gratitude for him was
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overflowing? Has he ever read my heart? My
friend, you must not leave him for a single instant.
You say that he has shown a desire to speak to me
this evening ?"
" Yes, madam. It is no doubt with reference to
making your position in England comfortable."
" Let us wait," replied the young woman, who was
quite pensive.
Thus, during this day, Sunday, the house in Sa-
ville Row was as if uninhabited, and for the first
time since he lived there Phileas Fogg did not go
to his club when the Parliament House clock struck
half-past eleven.
And why should this gentleman have presented
himself at the Reform Club? His colleagues no
longer expected him. Since Phileas Fogg did not
appear in the saloon of the Reform Club the even-
ing of the day before, on that fatal date, Saturday,
December 21, at quarter before nine, his bet was
lost. It was not even necessary that he should go
to his banker's to draw this sura of twenty thousand
pounds. His opponents had in their hands a check
signed by him, and it only needed a simple writing
to go to Baring Brothers in order that the twenty
thousand pounds might be carried to their credit.
Mr. Fogg had then nothing to take him out, and
he did not go out. He remained in his room put-
ting his affairs in order. Passepartout was contin-
ually going up and downstairs. The hours did not
move for this poor fellow. He listened at the door
of his master's room, and in doing so did not think
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he committed the least indiscretion. He looked
through the keyhole, and imagined that he had thia
right. Passepartout feared every moment some
catastrophe. Sometimes he thought of Fix, but a
change had taken place in his mind. He no longer
blamed the detective. Fix had been deceived, like
everybody else, with respect to Phileas Fogg, and
in following him and arresting him he had only done
his duty, while he This thought overwhelmed
him, and he considered himself the most wretched
of human beings.
When, finally, Passepartout would be too un-
happy to be alone, he would knock at Mrs. Aouda's
door, enter her room, and sit down in a corner with-
out saying a word, and look at the young woman
with a pensive air.
About half-past seven in the evening, Mr. Fogg
sent to ask Mrs. Aouda if she could receive him, and
in a few moments after the young woman and he
were alone in the room.
Phileas Fogg took a chair and sat down near the
fireplace opposite Mrs. Aouda. His face reflected
no emotion. Fogg returned was exactly the Fogg
who had gone away. The same calmness, the same
impassibility.
He remained without speaking for five minutes.
Then, raising his eyes to Mrs. Aouda, he said :
" Madam, you will pardon me for having brought
you to England ?"
" I, Mr. Fogg !" replied Mrs. Aouda, suppressing
the throbbings of her heart.
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" Be kind enough to allow me to finish," contin-
ued Mr. Fogg. " When I thought of taking you so
far away from that country, become so dangerous
for you, I was rich, and I counted on placing a por-
tion of my fortune at your disposal. Your life
would have been happy and free. Now, I am
ruined."
" I know it, Mr. Fogg," replied the young woman,
" and I in turn will ask you : Will you pardon me
for having followed you, and who knows for
having perhaps assisted in your ruin by delaying
you?"
"Madam, you could not remain in India, and
your safety was only assured by removing you so
far that those fanatics could not retake you."
" So, Mr. Fogg," replied Mrs. Aouda, " not satis-
fied with rescuing me from a horrible death, you
believed you were obliged to assure my position
abroad ?"
" Yes, madam," replied Fogg, " but events have
turned against me. However, I ask your permis-
sion to dispose of the little I have left in your
favor."
" But you, Mr. Fogg, what will become of you?"
asked Mrs. Aouda.
"I, madam," replied the gentleman coldly, "I
do not need anything."
" But how, sir, do you look upon the fate that
awaits you ?"
" As I ought to look at it," replied Mr. Fogg.
" In any event," continued Mrs. Aouda, " want
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could not reach such a man as you. Your
friends "
" I have no friends, madam."
"Your relatives "
"I have no relatives now."
" I pity you then, Mr. Fogg, for solitude is a sad
thing. What ! have you not one heart into which
to pour your troubles ? They say, however, that
with two misery itself is bearable."
" They say so, madam."
" Mr. Fogg," then said Mrs. Aouda, rising and
holding out her hand to the gentleman, " do you wish
at once a relative and a friend ? Will you have me
for your wife ?"
Mr. Fogg, at this, rose in his turn. There seemed
to be an unusual reflection in his eyes, a trembling
of his lips. Mrs. Aouda looked at him. The sin-
cerity, rectitude, firmness, and sweetness of this soft
look of a noble woman, who dared everything to
save him to whom she owed everything, first aston-
ished him, then penetrated him. He closed his
eyes for an instant, as if to prevent this look from
penetrating deeper. When he opened them again,
he simply said :
" I love you. Yes, in truth, by everything most
sacred in the world, I love you, and I am entirely
yours !"
"Ah!" cried Aouda, pressing his hand to her
heart.
He rang for Passepartout. He came immediately.
Mr. Fogg was still holding Mrs. Aouda's hand in
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EiaHTY DA TS. 305
his. Passepartout understood, and his broad face
shone like the sun in the zenith of tropical regions.
Mr. Fogg asked him if he would be too late to
notify the Rev. Samuel Wilson, of Mary-le-Bone
Parish.
Passepartout gave his most genial smile.
" Never too late," he said.
It was then five minutes after eight.
" It will be for to-morrow, Monday," he said.
" For to-morrow, Monday ?" asked Mr. Fogg,
looking at the young woman.
" For to-morrow, Monday !" replied Mrs. Aouda.
Passepartout went out, running as hard as he
eould.
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CHAPTER XXXVI.
IN WHICH "PHILEAS FOGG " IS AGAIN AT A PREMIUM
IN THE MARKET.
0T is time to tell here what a change of opinion
was produced in the United Kingdom when they
learned of the arrest of the true robber of the bank,
a certain James Strand, which took place in Edin-
burgh on the 17th of December.
Three days before, Phileas Fogg was a criminal
whom the police were pursuing to the utmost,
and now he was the most honest gentleman, accom-
plishing mathematically his eccentric tour around
the world. 1
What an effect, what an excitement in the papers !
All the betters for or against, who had already for-
gotten this affair, revived as if by magic. All the
transactions became of value. All the engagements
were renewed, and it must be said that betting was
resumed with new energy. The name of Phileas
Fogg was again at a premium on the market.
The five colleagues of the gentleman, at the Re-
form Club, passed these three days in some uneasi-
ness. Would this Phileas Fogg, whom they had
forgotten, reappear before their eyes ? Where was
he at this moment ? ) On the 17th of December the
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DATS. 307
day that James Strand was arrested it was seventy-
six days since Phileas Fogg started, and no news
from him ! Was he dead ? Had he given up the
effort, or was he continuing his course as agreed
upon ? And would he appear on Saturday, the 21st
of December, at a quarter before nine in the even-
ing, the very impersonation of exactness, on the
threshold of the saloon of the Reform Club ?
We must give up the effort to depict the anxiety
in which for three days all of London society lived.
( They sent dispatches to America, to Asia, to get news
of Phileas Fogg. They sent morning and evening to
watch the house in Saville Row. Nothing there.
The police themselves did not know what had
become of the Detective Fix,lwho had so unfortu-
nately thrown himself on a false scent. This did
not prevent bets from being entered into anew on a
larger scale. Phileas Fogg, like a race-horse, was
coming to the last turn. He was quoted no longer
at one hundred, but at twenty, ten, five; and
the old paralytic Lord Albemarle bet even in his
favor.
(So that on Saturday evening there was a crowd
in Pall Mall and in the neighboring streets. It
might have been supposed that there was an immense
crowd of brokers permanently established around
the Reform Club. Circulation was impeded. They
discussed, disputed, and cried the prices of " Phileas
Fogg" like they did those of English Consols. The
policemen had much difficulty in keeping the crowd
back, and in proportion as the hour approached at
308 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA T8.
which Phileas Fogg ought to arrive, the excitement
took incredible proportions.
This evening the five colleagues of the gentleman
were assembled in the grand saloon of the Reform
Club. J The two bankers,Tohn Sullivan and Samuel
Fallentin, Jthe engineer (Andrew Stuart, Gauthier
Ralph, )the directors of the Bank of England, and
the brewer, Thomas Flanagan, all waited with
anxiety.}
At the moment that the clock in the grand saloon
indicated twenty-five minutes past eight, Andrew
Stuart, rising, said :
" Gentlemen, in twenty minutes the time agreed
upon between Mr. Phileas Fogg and ourselves will
have expired."
"At what hour did the last train arrive from
Liverpool ?" asked Thomas Flanagan.
" At twenty-three minutes after seven," replied
Gauthier Ralph, " and the next train does not arrive
until ten minutes after twelve, midnight."
"Well, gentlemen," continued Andrew Stuart,
" if Phileas Fogg had arrived in the train at twenty-
three minutes after seven, he would already be
here. We can then consider we have won the bet."
" Let us wait before deciding," replied Samuel
Fallentin. "You know that our colleague is an
oddity of the first order. His exactness in every-
thing is well known. He never arrives too late or
too soonj and he will appear at the very last min-
ute, or I shall be very much surprised."
"And I," said Andrew Stuart, who was, as
TOUR OF TEE WORLD IN MQHTY DA Y8. 309
always, very nervous, " would not believe it was he
if I saw him."
" In fact," replied Thomas Flanagan, " Phileas
Fogg's project was a senseless one. However exact
he might be, he could not prevent the occurrence of in-
evitable delays, and a delay of but two or three
days would be sufficient to compromise the tour."
" You will notice besides," added John Sullivan,
" that we have received no news from our colleague,
and yet telegraph lines were not wanting upon his
route."
f " Gentlemen, he has lost," replied Andrew Stuart,
" he has lost a hundred times ! You know, besides,
that the China the only steamer from New York
that he could take for Liverpool to be of any use to
him arrived yesterday. Now, here is the list of
passengersApublished by the Shipping Gazette^ %&&
the name 'of Phileas Fogg is not among them.
Admitting the most favorable chances, our colleague
has scarcely reached America lj I calculate twenty
days, at least, as the time that he will be behind,
and old Lord Albemarle will be minus his five thou-
sand pounds !"
([ It is evident," replied Gauthier Kalph, " and to-
morrow we have only to present to Baring Brothers
Mr. Fogg's check."
At this moment the clock in the saloon struck
forty minutes after eight.
" Five minutes yet," said Andrew Stuart.
The five colleagues looked at each other. It may
be believed that their hearts beat a little more
310 TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DAYS.
rapidly, for, even for good players, it was a great
risk. But they did not betray themselves, for at
Samuel Fallentin's suggestion they seated them-
selves at a card-table.
" I would not give my part of four thousand
pounds in the bet," said Andrew Stuart, seating
himself, " even if I was offered three thousand nine
hundred and ninety-nine !"
^At this moment the hands noted forty-two minutes
after eight.
The players took up their cards, bu^t their eyes
were constantly fixed upon the clockj It may be
asserted that notwithstanding their security, the
minutes had never seemed so long to them !
" Forty-three minutes after eight," said Thomas
Flanagan, cutting the cards which Gauthier Ealph
presented to him.
Then there was a moment's silence. The immense
saloon of the club was quiet. But outside they
heard the hubbub of the crowd, above which were
sometimes heard loud cries. The pendulum of the
clock was beating the seconds with mathematical
regularity, and every player could count them as
they struck his ear.
" Forty-four minutes after eight," said John
Sullivan, in a voice in which was heard an involun-
tary emotion.
One more minute and the bet would be won.
Andrew Stuart and his colleagues played no longer.
They had abandoned their cards ! They were
counting the seconds !
TO UR OF TEX WORLD IN EIGHTY DA 78. JH
At the fortieth second, nothing. At the fiftieth
second still nothing !
At the fifty -fifth there was a roaring like that of
thunder outside, shouts, hurrahs, and even curses
kept up in one prolonged roll.
The players rose.
At the fifty-seventh second the door of the saloon
opened, and the pendulum had not beat the sixtieth
second, when Phileas Fogg appeared, followed by an
excited crowd, who had forced an entrance into the
club, and in his calm voice, he said :
" Gentlemen, here I am P
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CHAPTEE XXXYIL
IN WHICH IT 18 PEOVED THAT PHILEA8 FOGG HAS
GAINED NOTHING BY MAKING THIS TOUR OF THE
WORLD, UNLESS IT BE HAPPINESS.
YES ! Phileas Fogg in person.
It will be remembered that at five minutes after
eight in the evening, about twenty-five hours after
the arrival of the travelers in London, Passepartout
was charged by his master to inform the Rev. Sam-
uel Wilson in reference to a certain marriage which
was to take place the next day.
Passepartout went, delighted. He repaired with
rapid steps to the residence of the Eev. Samuel
Wilson, who had not come home. Of course Pas-
separtout waited, but he waited full twenty minutes
at least.
In short, it was thirty-five minutes past eight
when he left the clergyman's house. But in what
a condition ! His hair was disordered, hatless s run-
ning, running as has never been seen in the
memory of man, upsetting passers-by, rushing along
the sidewalks like a water-spout.
In three minutes he had returned to the house in
Saville Row, and fell, out of breath, in Mr. Fogg's
room.
TO UR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA Y8. 313
He could not speak.
"What is the matter?" asked Mr. Fogg.
" Master " stammered Passepartout " marriage
impossible !"
"Impossible?"
" Impossible to-morrow."
"Why?"
" Because to-morrow is Sunday I"
" Monday," replied Mr. Fogg.
" No to-day Saturday."
" Saturday ? Impossible !"
" Yes, yes, yes, yes !" cried Passepartout. " You
have made a mistake of one day. We arrived
twenty-four hours in advance but there are not
ten minutes left !"
Passepartout seized his master by the collar, and
dragged him along with irresistible force !
Phileas Fogg, thus taken, without having time to
reflect, left his room, went out of his house, jumped
into a cab, promised one hundred pounds to the
driver, and, after running over two dogs and run-
ning into five carriages, arrived at the Eeform
Club.
The clock indicated quarter of nine when he ap-
peared in the grand saloon.
Phileas Fogg had accomplished this tour of the
world in eighty days !
Phileas Fogg had won his bet of twenty thousand
pounds !
And now, how could so exact and cautious a man
have made this mistake of a day? How did he
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think that it was the evening of Saturday, Decem-
ber 21, when it was only Friday, December 20, only
seventy-nine days after his departure ?
This is the reason for this mistake. It is very
simple.
Phileas Fogg had, without suspecting it, gained a
day on his journey only because he had made the
tour of the world going to the east, and on the con-
trary he would have lost a day going in the contrary
direction, that is, toward the west.}
Indeed, journeying toward the east, Phileas Fogg
was going toward the sun, and consequently the days
became as many times four minutes less for him as
he crossed degrees in that direction. Now there
are three hundred and sixty degrees to the earth's
circumference, and these three hundred and
sixty degrees, multiplied by four minutes, give pre-
cisely twenty-four hours- -that is to say the day un-
consicously gained. In other words, while Phileas
Fogg, traveling toward tlie east, saw the sun pass
the meridian eighty times, his colleagues, remaining
in London, saw it pass only seventy-nine times.
Therefore this very day, which was Saturday, and
not Sunday, as Mr. Fogg thought, his friends
were waiting for him in the saloon of the Keform
Club.
CAnd Passepartout's famous watch, which had
ways kept London time, would have shown this,
if it had indicated the days, as well as the minutes
and hours !
Phileas Fogg then had won the twenty thousand
GENTLEMEN, HERE I AM!"
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TOUR OF THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DA T8. 315
pounds. But as he had spent in his journey about
nineteen thousand, the pecuniary result was small.
However, as has been said, the eccentric gentleman
had sought in his bet to gain the victory, and not
to make money. And even the thousand pounds
remaining he divided between Passepartout and the
unfortunate Fix, against whom he could not cherish
a grudge. Only for the sake of exactness, he re-
tained from his servant the cost of the gas burned
through his fault for nineteen hundred and twenty
hours.
This very evening Mr. Fogg, as impassible and
as phlegmatic as ever, said to Mrs. Aouda :
" This marriage is still agreeable to you ?"
" Mr. Fogg," replied Mrs. Aouda, " it is for me to
ask you that question. You were ruined ; now you
are rich "
" Pardon me, madam ; my fortune belongs to
you. If you had not thought of the marriage, my
servant would not have gone to the house of the
Kev. Samuel Wilson. I would not have been apprised
of my mistake, and "
" Dear Mr. Fogg " said the young woman.
",JDear Aouda," replied Phileas Fogg.
^It is readily understood that the marriage took
place forty-eight hours later, and Passepartout,
superb, resplendent, dazzling, was present as the
young woman's witness. Had he not saved her, and
did they not owe him that honor ?/
At daylight the next morning, Passepartout
knocked noisily at his master's door.
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The door opened, and the impassible gentleman
appeared.
" What is the matter, Passepartout f '
" What's the matter, sir ! I have just found out
this moment "
"What?"
" That we could make the tour of the world in
seventy-eight days."
" Doubtless," replied Mr. Fogg, " by not crossing
India. But if I had not crossed India, I would not
have saved Mrs. Aouda, she would not be my wife,
and "
And Mr. Fogg quietly shut the door.
(Thus Phileas Fogg won his betj In eighty days
he had accomplished the tour around the world I To
do this he had employed every means of conveyance,
steamers, railways, carriages, yachts, merchant
vessels, sledges, elephants. The eccentric gentle-
man had displayed in this affair his wonderful
Qualities of coolness and exactness,
^But what then fy What had he gained by leaving
home ? (What had he brought back from his
journey ?)
Nothing, do you say ? Nothing, perhaps, but a
charming woman j/who improbable as it may ap-
pear-^made him the happiest of men/!
Truly, would you not, for less than that, make the
tour of the world ?
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