|-ie oJr rJ 80 Or I iit. Da/^ M \\\v. ^-W' THE LIBRARY OF THE UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA LOS ANGELES GIFT OF DCl^ 3i:YI':0UR The Tour of the World in Eighty Days. JULES VERNE, AUTHOR OF "twenty THOUSAND LEAGUES UNDER THE SEAS.' BOS TON: JAMES R. OSGOOD AND COMPANY, Late Ticknor & Fields, and Fields, Osgood, & Co. 1873- Entered according to Act of Congress, iu the year 1873, BY JAMES R. OSGOOD AND COMPANY, in the Office of the Librarian of Congi-ess, at Washington. University Press: Welch, Bigelow, & Co., Cambridge. CONTEXTS, Page Introduction 9 I. In which Phileas Fogg and Passepartout accept each other, the one as master, the other as man . 15 II. In which Passepartout is convinced that he has at last found his ideal 21 III. In which a conversation takes place which is likely to cost Phileas Fogg dear 2G IV. In which Phileas Fogg astounds Passepartout, his servant 35 V. In which a new species of funds, unknown to moneyed men, appears on 'Change . . .40 VI. In which Fix, the detective, betrays a very natural impatience 44 VII. Which once more demonstrates the uselessness of passports as aids to detectives . . . .50 VIII. In which Passepartout talks rather more, perhaps, than is pinident 54 IX. In which the Red Sea and the Indian Ocean prove propitious to the designs of Phileas Fogg . . 59 X. In which Passepartout is only too glad to get oft' with the loss of his shoes G6 XI. In which Phileas Fogg secures a curious means of conveyance at a fabulous price . . . .73 XII. In which Phileas Fogg and his companions venture across the Indian forests, and v»hat ensued . . 84 Contents. XIII. In which Passepartout receives a new proof that fortune favors the brave ... 93 XIV. In which Pliileas Fogg descends the whole length of the beautiful valley of the Ganges, without ever thinking of seeing it . . . 102 XV. In which the bag of bank-notes disgorges some thousands of pounds more .... 110 XVi. In which Fix does not seem to understand in the least what is said to him .... 119 XVII. Showing what happened on the voyage from Singapore to Hong Kong . . . .126 XVIII. In which Phileas Fogg, Passepartout, and Fix go each about his business .... 134 XIX. In which Passepartout takes a too great interest in his master, and what comes of it . . 140 XX. In which Fix comes face to face with Phileas Fogg 149 XXI. In which the master of the Tankadere runs great risk of losing a reward of two hundred pounds 157 XXII. In which Passepartout finds out that, even at the antipodes, it is convenient to have some money in one's pocket 168 XXIII. In which Passepartout's nose becomes out- rageously long 177 XXIV. During which Mr. Fogg and party cross the Pacific Ocean 186 XXV. In which a slight glimpse is had of San Fran- cisco 194 XXVI. In which Phileas Fogg and party travel by the Pacific Railroad 203 XXVII. In which Passepartout undergoes, at a speed of twenty miles an hour, a course of Mormon history 210 XXVIII. In which Passepartout does not succeed in making anybody listen to reason . . . 213 Contents. vu XXIX. In -which certain incidents are narrated which are only to be met -with on American rail- roads 229 XXX. In which Phileas Fogg simply does his duty . 239 XXXI. In which Fix the detective seriously furthers the interests of Phileas Fogg . . . 248 XXXII. In which Phileas Fogg engages in a direct struggle with bad fortune .... 256 XXXIII. In which Phileas Fogg shows himself equal to the occasion . 261 XXXIV. In which Phileas Fogg at last reaches London 271 XXXV. In which Phileas Fogg does not have to repeat his orders to Passepartout twice . . . 275 XXXVI. In which Phileas Fogg's name is once nioro at a premium on 'Change .... 2C2 XXXVII. In which it is shown that Phileas Fogg gained nothing by his tour around the world, unless it were happiness 287 INTRODUCTION. JULES VERNE. HE autogTaphic sketch which forms our frontispiece represents the Saint Mi- chael, a little decked bark belonging to the author of " The Tour of the World in Eighty Days." The sketch, which Venie executed in the twink- ing of an eye, on our own desk, without suspecting that it would receive the honors of publicity, is ac- companied by the inscription, " Bourset Malais," which two words indicate the type of craft of which the Saint Michael is an example. It is on this frail skiff that Jules Verne goes upon long voyages, and has already explored the English coast and ascended as far as Scotland. Veme recently took a trip in her to Jersey, in the English Channel, accompanied by his facto- tum, Antonio Delon, a veritable sea-wolf, who loves danger because he has always overcome it. These daring peregrinations gave the author of " Twenty Thousand Leagues under the Sea " the idea or subjects of his remarkable works, which have been translated into many languages, and have found readers in tv/o worlds. Verne passes half of his existence on board the 1* 10 Introduction. St. Michael ; for the rest, he divides his time between Amiens, where his family resides, and Paris, where he attends the sessions of the Geo- graphical Society, of which he is the most honored member, and w^here he collects, in its museums and librar}^, the numerous materials necessary to the scientific perfection of his works. Verne receives letters, in which his correspond- ents give him their impressions and ideas, and sometimes foolish observations, from all parts of the world. Those who have read "The Tour of the World in Eighty Days " recall, no doubt, that Phileas Fogg, its hero, undertook his journey after reading an article in the Daily Telegraph at the Reform Club. The other day, Verne received a letter from a member of that famous club in which he said, somewhat bluntly, that the political tone of the Daily Telegraph excluded that sheet from the Reform. "It is as if 3'ou should say that M. de Belcastel subscribed for the RepuhliqiLe Francaise ! " added this j)ert correspondent. Verne laughed heartily at the illustration, and, as he is amiability itself, apprised the member of the club that in the next edition of the book he would substitute for the obnoxious sheet one ad- mitted into the club to which the famous Phileas Fogg belonged ; and, as the editions are rapidlj^ suc- ceeding each other, the discontented gentleman will doubtless erelong be fully satisfied. The author of our little sketch leads the labori- ous, regular, and sober life of a student. Wher- ever he may be, he works from five in the morning Introduction. 11 till one in the afternoon, passes the day visitinc? shops and factories, where he carefully studies the machinery, and goes to bed at seven o'clock. Ex- tended on his bed, he devours all the scientific publications till midnight, and when they fail him he looks over books of travel and tourist adven- tures. He has no need, however, of borrowing ideas of travel or geography from others, for he has himself travelled much, and is quite familiar with Scotland, Ireland, Denmark, Norway, and Sweden. He had an adventure in Sweden, with which I must enliven this brief biography. Verne was stopping at a hotel in Stockholm. As he was on the point of ascending the coast to the northern part of that picturesque country, he wished to pay his bill, and began searching in his pocket-book for the draft at sight, which he had procured of the Rothschilds before leaving Paris. But he searched for it in vain. There was no doubt about it, — he had been robbed ! He found himself, as the Bohemians say, flat on his back. The landlord stared at him," and ho thought he heard him mutter, " Adventurer I "' Yerae took his "Swedish Guide," which he was learning by heart, under his arm, and wandered about the city, calling on all the bankers to apprise them of his misfortune, and warn them lest the robber should forge his name. After three days of going back and forth, our unhappy author climbed up to the last banker's, with his guide-book, as always, under his arm. He jjlaced the book on the desk, and began to tell the 12 Introduction. clerk of his misfortune. The latter, indifferent io the tale, took up Verne's volume and began care- lessly turning over its leaves. As he was doing this, a slip of paper, which served as a mark in the middle of a chapter, fell out on the floor. The clerk took it up, and, unfolding it, cried : " Why, here 's your draft, after all ! " I leave 3'ou to imagine Verne's triumphant en- trance into his hotel. Verne studied law, and became a barrister. Then, imder the auspices of Captain Darpentigny, a well-known chiromancer, he became intimate with the Dumases, father and son, wrote pieces in conjunction with them, and afterwards worked alone, producing several libretti which had some success at the Theatre Lyrique, under the direc- tion of the Sevestes and Rety. Among them were " Les Failles Rompus," '' L'Auberge des Ar- dennes," *' Le Colin Maillard," "Onze Jours de Si^ge," and some operettas, the titles of which escape me. He makes verses with extreme ease ; and if ever there was a person who could be called marvellously gifted, it is Jules Verne. He was a broker in the firm of Eggley, in which he had, and still has, a pecuniary interest, when the success of " Five Weeks in a Balloon " induced him to turn his whole attention to scientific ro- mance. He brings to his so justly popular works an ardor and faith which greatly contribute to their success. He shrinks from no pains to procure in- formation, and he is careful to fully establish be- forehand the facts which he asserts. Introduction. 13 He went to America, and returned with the plan of the *' Floating City." He accomplished his voy- age iu ninety-six days, on the Great Eastern. On reaching New York, he did not saunter about Broadway, looking in shop- windows, but took the railway and went six hundred leagues to see Niagara Falls, of which he cannot yet speak with- out emotion. Verne is overwhelmed with requests from dram- atists to be permitted to dramatize his works. He is not disinclined to yield to their wishes, and has exposed to me some very oi'iginal ideas in regard to scenerj', which seem likely to enrich the mana- gers, who may choose to put some hundreds of thousands of francs at the service of his labors, by millions. He has nearly finished, with Cadol, the " Tour of the World,'' and proposes to substitute for the ordinary drop-curtain a planisphere, on which a luminous trail shall mark between each act the road gone over by the heroes in their tour across the four quarters of the globe. He is also preparing " The Marvels of Science," a great piece of mechanism, which will borrow its effect, not only from painting, velvet, and the ballet, but from the dynamic agents of physics, chemistry, and mechanics. But I must stop. I might write a volume about this eloquent, witty, affable, and sympathetic man, whose biography may, however, be included in these words : " A Breton, a Catholic, and a sailor." ADRIEX MARX. THE TOUE OF THE WOELD I]^ EIGHTY DATS. I. IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG AND PASSEPARTOUT ACCEPT EACH OTHER, THE OXE AS 3IASTER, THE OTHER AS MAN. R. PHILEAS FOGG lived, in 1872, at No. 7 Saville Row, Burlington Gardens, the house in which Sheridan died in 1814. He was one of the most noticeable mem- bers of the Reform Club, though he seemed always to avoid attracting attention ; an enigmatical per- sonage, about whom little was known, except that he was a polished man of the world. People said that he resembled Byron, — at least that his head was B^^ronic ; but he was a bearded, tranquil By- ron, who might live on a thousand years Y>ithout growing old. Certainly an Englishman, it was more doubtful whether Phileas Fogg was a Londoner. He was never seen on 'Change, nor at the Bank, nor in the counting-rooms of the '' City " ; no ships ever came into London docks of which he was the owner ; he had no public employment ; he had never been entered at any of the Inns of Court, either at the ITi The Tour of the World in Eighty Days. Temple, or Lincoln's Inn, or Gray's Inn ; nor had his voice ever resounded in the Court of Chancery, or in the Exchequer, or the Queen's Bench, or the Ecclesiastical Courts. He certainly was not a manufacturer ; nor was he a merchant or a gentle- man farmer. His name was strange to the scien- tific and learned societies, and he never was known to take part in the sage deliberations, of the Royal Institution or the London Institution, the Arti- san's Association or the Institution of Arts and Sciences. He belonged, in fact, to none of the numerous societies which swarm in the English capital, from the Harmonic to that of the ento- mologists, founded mainly for the purpose of abol- ishing pernicious insects. Phileas Fogg was a member of the Reform ; and that was all. The way in which he got admission to this ex- clusive club was simple enough. He was recommended by the Barings, with whom he had an open credit. His checks were regularly paid at sight from his account current, which was always flush. Was Phileas Fogg rich 1 LTndoubtedly. But those who knew him best could not imagine how he had made his fortune, and Mr. Fogg was the last person to whom to apply for the information. He was not lavish, nor, on the contrary, avari- cious ; for whenever he knew that money was needed for a noble, useful, or benevolent purpose, he supplied it quietl}^, and sometimes anony- mously. He w^as, in short, the least communica- tive of men. He talked very little, and seemed Thf^ Tour of the VforM in Eight ij Days. 17 all the more mysterious for his tacitm-n manner. His daily habits were quite open to observation ; but whatever he did was so exactly the same thing that he had always done before, that the wits of the curious were fairly puzzled. Had he travelled ? It was likely, for no one seemed to know the world more familiarly ; there was no spot so secluded that he did not appear to have an intimate acquaintance with it. He often corrected, with a few clear woi^ds, the thousand conjectures advanced hj members of the club as to lost and unheard-of travellers, pointing out the true probabilities, and seeming as if gifted with a sort of second sight, so often did events justify his predictions. He must have travelled every- where, at least in the spirit. It was at least certain that Phileas Fogg had not absented himself from London for many years. Those who were honored by a better acquaintance with him than the rest, declared that nobody could pretend to have ever seen him anywhere else. His sole pastimes were reading the papers and playing whist. He often won at this game, which, as a silent one, harmonized with his nature ; bat his winnings never went into his purse, being reserved as a fund for his charities. Mr. Fogg played, not to win, but for the sake of playing. The game was in his eyes a contest, a struggle with a difficulty, yet a motionless, unwearying struggle, congenial to his tastes. Phileas Fogg was not known to have either wife or children, which honest folk may surely have ; either relatives or near friends, which is yet more 18 The Tour of the World in Eighty Days. rare. He lived alone in his house on Saville Row, whither none penetrated. A single domestic suf- ficed to serve him. He breakfasted and dined at the club, at hours mathematically fixed, in the same room, at the same table, never taking his meals with other members, much less bringing a guest with him; and went home at exactly midnight, only to retire at once to bed. He never used the cosy chambers which the Reform provides for its favored members. He passed ten hours out of the twenty-four in Saville Row, either in sleeping or making his toilet. When he chose to take a walk, it was with a regular step in the entrance hall with its mosaic flooring, or in the circular gallery with its dome supported by twenty red porphyry Ionic columns, and illumined by blue painted windows. When he breakfasted or dined, all the resources of the club — its kitchens and pantries, its buttery and dairy — aided to crowd his table with their most succulent stores; he was served by the gravest waiters, in dress-coats, and shoes with swan-skin soles, who proffered the viands in special porcelain, and on the finest linen ; club decanters, of a lost mould, contained his sherry, his port, and his cinnamon-spiced claret ; while his beverages were refreshingly cooled with ice, brought at great cost from the American lakes. If to live in this style is to be eccentric, it must be confessed that there is something good in eccen- tricity ! The mansion on Saville Row, though not sump- tuous, was exceedingly comfortable. The habits of its occupant were such as to demand but little The Tour of the World in Eighty Days, 19 from the sole domestic ; but Phileas Fogg required him to be almost superhumanlj prompt aud reg- ular. On this very 2d of October, he had dis- missed James Forster, because that luckless youth had brought him shaving-water at eighty-four de- grees Fahrenheit instead of eighty-six ; and he was awaiting his successor, who was due at the house between eleven and half past. Phileas Fogg was seated squarely in his arm- chair, his feet close together like those of a grena- dier on parade, his hands resting on his knees, his body straight, his head erect ; he was steadily watching a complicated clock which indicated the hours, the minutes, the seconds, the days, the months, and the years. At exactly half-past eleven Mr. Fogg would, according to his daily habit, quit Saville Row, and repair to the Reform. A rap at this moment sounded on the door of the cosy apartment where Phileas Fogg was seated, and James Forster, the dismissed servant, appeared. "The new servant," said he. A young man of thirty advanced and bowed. "You are a Frenchman, I believe," asked Phil- eas Fogg, " and your name is John % " "Jean, if monsieur pleases," replied the new- comer, " Jean Passepartout, a surname which has clung to me because I have a natural aptness for going out of one br.siness into another. I believe 1 'm honest, monsieur, but, to be outspoken, T 've had several trades. I 've been an itinerant singer, a circus-rider, when I used to vault like Leotard, and dance on a rope like Blondin. Then I got to 20 The Tour of the World in Eighty Bay^. be a professor of gymnastics, so as to make better use of my talents ; and then I was a sergeant fire- man at Paris, and assisted at many a big fire. But I quitted France five years ago, and, wishing to taste the sweets of domestic Ufe, took service as a valet here in England. Finding myself out of place, and hearing that Monsieur Phileas Fogg was the most exact and settled gentleman in the United Kingdom, I have come to monsieur in the hope of living with him a tranquil life, and forget- ting even the name of Passepartout." " Passepartout suits me," responded Mr. Fogg. " You are well recommended to me ; I hear a good report of you. Yon know my conditions % " " Yes, monsieur." '' Good. What time is it ? " " Twenty-two minutes after eleven," returned Passepartout, drawing an enormous silver watch from the depths of his pocket. "You are too slow," said Mr. Fogg. " Pardon me, monsieur, it is impossible — " " You are four minutes too slow. No matter ; it 's enough to mention the error. Now from this moment, twenty -nine minutes after eleven, a. m., this Wednesday, October 2d, you are in my ser- vice." Phileas Fogg got up, took his hat in his left hand, put it on his head with an automatic mo- tion, and went off without a word. Passepartout heard the street door shut once ; it was his new master going out. He heard it shut again ; it was his predecessor, James Forster, departing in his turn. Passepartout remained alone in the house on Saville Row. The Tout of the World in Eightij Days. 21 II. IN WHICH PASSEPARTOUT IS COXVIXCED THAT HE HAS AT LAST FOUND HIS IDEAL. A I TH," muttered Passepartout, somewhat flurried, " I 've seen people at Madame Tussaud's as lively as my new master ! " Madame Tussaud's " people, " let it be said, are of wax, and are much visited in London ; speech is all that is wanting to make them human. During his brief interview with Mr. Fogg, Pas- separtout had been carefulh^ observing him. He appeared to be a man about forty \-ears of age, with fine, handsome features, and a tall, well- shaped figure ; his hair and whiskers were light, his forehead compact and unwrinkled, his face rather pale, his teeth magnificent. His counte- nance possessed in the highest degree what physi- ognomists call "repose in action," a quality of those who act rather than talk. Calm and phleg- matic, with a clear eye, Mr. Fogg seemed a per- fect type of that English composure which An- gelica Kauffmann has so skilfully represented on canvas. Seen in the various phases of his daily life, he gave the idea of being perfectly well-bal- anced, as exactly regulated as a Leroy chronome- ter. Phileas Fogg was, indeed, exactitude personi- fied, and this was betrayed even in the expression of his very bauds and feet ; for in men, as well as 22 The Tour of the World in Eighty Bays. in animals, the limbs themselves are expressive of the passions. He was so exact that he was never in a hnrry, was always ready, and was economical alike of his steps and his motions. He never took one step too many, and always went to his destination by the shortest cut; he made no superfluous gestures, and was never seen to be moved or agi- tated. He was the most deliberate person in the world, yet always reached his destination at the exact moment. He lived alone, and so to speak, outside of every social relation ; and as he knew that in this world account must be taken of friction, and that friction retards, he never rubbed against anj^body. As for Passepartout, he was a true Parisian of Paris. Since he had abandoned his own country for England, taking service as a valet, he had in vain searched for a master after his own heart. Passepartout was by no means one of those pert dunces depicted by Moliere, with a bold gaze and a nose held high in the air; he was an honest ■fellow, with a pleasant face, lips a trifle protrud- ing, soft-mannered and serviceable, with a good round head, such as one likes to see on the shoul- ders of a friend. His eyes were blue, his com- plexion rubicund, his figure almost portly and well built, his body muscular, and his physical powers fully developed by the exercises of his younger days. His brown hair was somewhat tumbled ; for wdiile the ancient sculptors are said to have known eighteen methods of arranging Minerva's tresses, Passepartout was flimiliar with The Tour of the World in Eight i/ Datjs. 23 but one of dressing his own : three strokes of a large-tooth comb completed his toilet. It would be rash to predict how Passepartout's lively nature would agree with Mr. I'ogg. It was impossible to tell whether the new servant would turn out as absolutely methodical as his master required ; experience alone could solve the ques- tion. Passepartout had been a sort of vagrant in his early years, and now yearned for repose ; but so far he had failed to find it, though he had already served in ten English houses. But he could not take root in any of these ; with chagrin he found his masters invariably whimsical and irregular, constantly running about the country, or on the lookout for adventure. His last master, young Lord Longferry, Member of Parliament, after passing his nights in the Haymarket taverns, was too often brought home in the morning on policemen's shoulders. Passepartout, desirous of respecting the gentleman whom he served, ventured a mild remonstrance on such conduct ; which being ill received, he took his leave. Hearing that Mr. Phileas Fogg was looking for a servant, and that his life w'as one of unbroken regularity, that ho neither travelled nor stayed from home overnight, he felt sure that this would be the place he was after. He presented himself, and w^as accepted, as has been seen. At half past eleven, then, Passepartout found himself alone in the house on Saville Pvow. He began its inspection without delay, scouring it from cellar to gaiTet. So clean, well-arranged, solemn a mansion pleased him ; it seemed to him 24 The Tour of the World in Eighty Daijs. like a snail's shell, lighted and warmed by gas, which sufficed for both those purposes. When Pas- separtout reached the second story, he recognized at once the room which he was to inhabit, and he was well satisfied with it. Electric bells and speaking-tubes afforded communication with the lower stories ; while on the mantel stood an elec- tric clock, precisely like that in Mr. Fogg's bed- chamber, both beating the same second at the same instant. " That 's good, that '11 do," said Passepartout to himself He suddenly observed, hung over the clock, a scrap of paper which, upon inspection, proved to be a programme of the daily routine of the house. It comprised all that was required of the servant, from eight in the morning, exactly at which hour Phileas Fogg rose, till half past eleven, when he left the house for the Reform Club, — all the details of service, the tea and toast at twenty- three minutes past eight, the shaving-water at thirty-seven minutes past nine, and the toilet at twenty minutes before ten. Everything was reg- ulated and foreseen that was to be done from half past eleven a. m. till midnight, the hour at which the methodical gentleman retired. Mr. Fogg's wardrobe was amply supjilied and in the best of taste. Each pair of trousers, coat, and vest bore a number, indicating the time of year and season at which they were in turn to be laid out for wearing ; and the same system was applied to the master's shoes. In short, the house on Saville Row, which must have been a very temple of disorder and unrest under the illustrious The Tour of the World in Eighty Days. 25 but dissipated Sheridan, was cosiness, comfort, and method ideahzed. There was no study, nor were there books, which would have been quite useless to Mr. Fogg ; for at the Keform two libraries, one of general literature and the other of law and politics, were at his service. A moderate-sized safe stood in his bedroom, constructed so as to defy fire as well as burglars ; but Passepartout found neither arms nor hunting weapons anywhere ; everything betrayed habits the most tranquil and peaceable. Having scrutinized the house from top to bot- tom, he rubbed his hands, a broad smile over- spread his features, and he said joyfully, "This is just what I wanted ! Ah, we '11 get on to- gether, Mr. Fogg and I 1 "What a domestic and regular gentleman ! A real mechanic ; well, I 'm not sorry, upon my word, to serve a mechanic." 26 The Tour of the World in Eighty Days. III. IN WHICH A CONVERSATION TAKES PLACE WHICH IS LIKELY TO COST PHILEAS FOGG DEAR. HILEA.S FOGG, having shut the door of his house at half past eleven, and hav- ing put his right foot before his left five hundred and seventy-five times, and his left foot before his right five hundred and seventy- six times, reached the Reform Club, an imposing edifice on Pall Mall, which could not have cost less than three millions. He repaired at once to the dining-room, the nine windows of which open upon a tasteful garden, where the trees were already gilded with an autumn coloring ; and took his place at the habitual table, the cover of which had already been laid for him. His breakfast con- sisted of a side-dish, a broiled fish with Redding sauce, a scarlet slice of roast-beef garnished with mushrooms, a rhubarb and gooseberry tart, and a morsel of Chester cheese, the whole being washed down with several cups of tea, for which the Reform is famous. He rose at forty-seven minutes past noon, auvd directed his steps towards the large hall, a sumptuous apartment adorned with lavishly framed paintings. A flunkey handed him an uncut Times, which he proceeded to cut with a skill which betrayed familiarity with this delicate operation. The perusal of " The Thun- The Toar of iht World in Eighty Days. 27 derer" absorbed Phileas Fogg until a quarter before four, while the Standard, his next task, occupied him till the dinner hour. Dinner passed as breakfast had done, and Mr. Fogg reappeared in the reading-room and sat down to the Morning- Chronicle, at twenty minutes before six. Half an hour later several members of the Reform came in and drew up to the fireplace, \Yhere a coal fire was steadily burning. They were Mr. Fogg's usual partners at whist : Andrew Stuart, an engi- neer, John Sullivan and Samuel Falleutin, bank- ers, Thomas Flanagan, a brewer, and Gauthier Ralph, one of the directors of the Bank of Eng- land, all rich and highly respectable personages, even in a club which comprises the princes of Eng- lish trade and finance. " Well, Ralph," said Thomas Flanagan, " how is it about that robbery ? "' "0," replied Stuart, "the bank will lose the money." " On the contrary," broke in Ralph, " I hope we may put our hands on the robber. Skilful detectives have been sent to all the principal ports of America and the Continent, and he '11 do well if he slips through their fingers." " But have you got the robber's description 1 " asked Stuart. " In the first place, he is no robber at all," re- turned Ralph, positively. " What 1 a fellow^ who makes off with fifty- five thousand pounds, no robber "? " " No." *' Perhaps he 's a manufacturer, then." 28 The Tour of the World hi Eighty Days. " The Morning Chronicle sa3^s that he is a gen- tleman." It was Phileas Fogg, whose head now emerged from behind his newspapers, who made this re- mark. He bowed to his friends, and entered into the conversation. The affair which formed its subject, and which was town talk, had occurred three days before at the Bank of England. A package of bank-notes, to the value of fifty-five thousand pounds, had been taken from the prin- cipal cashier's table, that functionary being at the moment engaged in registering the receipt of three shillings sixpence. Of course he could not have his eyes everywhere. Let it be observed that the Bank of England reposes a touching confidence in the honesty of the public. There are neither guards nor gratings to protect its treasures ; gold, silver, bank-notes are freely exposed, at the mercy of the first comer. A keen observer of English customs relates that, being in one of the rooms of the Bank one day, he had the curiosity to examine a gold ingot weighing some seven or eight pounds. He took it up, scrutinized it, passed it to his neighbor, he to the next man, and so on until the ingot, going from hand to hand, was transferred to the end of a dark entry ; nor did it return to its place for half an hour. Mean- while, the cashier had not so much as raised his head. But the present robbery was not accom- plished quite so easily. The package of notes not being found when five o'clock sounded from the ponderous clock in the " drawing office," the amount Avas passed to the account of profit and The Tour of the World in Eighty Days. 29 loss. As soon as the robbery was discovered, picked detectives hastened off to Liverpool, Glas- gow, Havre, Suez, Brindisi, New York, and other ports, inspired by the proffered reward of two thousand pounds, and five per cent • on the sum that might be recovered. Detectives were also charged with narrowly watching those who arrived at or left London by rail, and a judicial examina- tion was at once entered upon. There were real grounds for supposing, as the Morning Chronicle said, that the thief did not belong to a professional band. On the day of the robbery a well-dressed gentleman of polished man- ners, and with a well-to-do air, had been observed going to and fro in the paying-room, where the crime was committed. A description of him was easily procured, and sent to the detectives ; and some hopeful spirits, of whom Ralph was one, did not despair of his apprehension. The papers and clubs were full of the affair, and everywhere people w^ere discussing the probabilities of a successful pursuit; and the Reform Club was especially agitated, as among its members was the deputy- governor of the Bank. Ralph would not concede that the work of the detectives was likely to be in vain, for he thought that the prize offered would greatly stimulate their zeal and activity. But Stuart was far from sharing this confidence ; and as they placed them- selves at the whist-table, they continued to argue the matter. Stuart and Flanagan played together, while Phileas Fogg had Fallentin for his partner. As the game proceeded the conversation ceased, 30 The Tour of the World in Eighty Days. excepting between the rubbers, when it revived again. "I maintain," said Stuart, "that the chances are in favor of the thief, who must be a shrewd fellow." "Well, b)it where can he fly to!" asked Ralph. " No country is safe for him." "' Pshaw I " • " Where could he go, then ? " " 0, I don't know that. The world is big enough." " It was once," said Phileas Fogg, in a low tone. " Cut, sir," he added, handing the cards to Thomas Flanagan. The discussion fell during the rubber, after which Stuart took up its thread. " What do you mean by ' once ' ? Has the w^orld grown smaller]" " Certainly," returned Ptalph. " I agree with Mr. Fogg. The world has grown smaller, since a man can go round it ten times more quickly than a hundred years ago. And that is why the search for this thief will be more likely to succeed." " And also why the thief can fly more easily." "Be so good as to play, Mr. Stuart," said Phileas Fogg. But the incredulous Stuart was not convinced, and when the hand was finished, said eagerly : " You have a strange way, Ralph, of proving that the world has grown smaller. So, because you can make the tour around it in three months — " " In eighty days," interrupted Phileas Fogg. 7 days. 13 u 3 (( 13 (( 6 IS 22 (I 7 ii The Tour of the World in Eight i/ Days. 31 " That is true, gentlemen," added John Sullivan. "Only eighty dajs, now that the section between Rothal and Allahabad, on the Great Indian Pen- insula Railway, has been opened. Here is the estimate made by the Mornhig Chronicle : — From London to Suez via Mont Cenis and Brindisi, by rail and steamboats From Suez to Bombay, by steamer From Bombay to Calcutta, by rail From Calcutta to Hong Kong, by steauior From Hong Kong to Yokohama (Japan), by steamer ....... From Yokohama to Sau Francisco, by steamer ...... From San Francisco to New York, by rail . From New York to London, bv steamer and rail ...."... 9 " Total 80 days. " Yes, in eighty days ! " exclaimed Stuart, who in his excitement made a false deal. " But that does n't take into account bad weather, contrary winds, shipwrecks, running off the track, and so on." " All included," returned Phileas Fogg, continu- ing to play despite the discussion. " But suppose the Hindoos and Indians pull up the rails," replied Stuart ; " suppose they stop the trains, pillage the baggage-cars, and scalp the passengers ! " " All included," calmly retorted Fogg ; adding, as he threw down the cards, " Two trumps." Stuart, whose turn it was to deal, gathered them 32 The Tour' of the World in Eighty Days. up, and went on : " You are right theoretically, Mr. Fogg, but practically — " " Practically also, Mr. Stuart." " I 'd like to see you do it in eighty days." " It depends on you. Let us start off together." " Heaven preserve me ! Rut I would wager four thousand pounds that such a journey, made under these conditions, is impossible." " Quite possible, on the contrary," returned Mr. Fogg. " Well, make it, then ! " "The tour of the world in eighty days'?" " Yes." " I should like nothing better." "Wheni" "At once. Only I warn you that I shall do it at your expense." " It 's absurd ! " cried Stuart, who was beginning to be annoyed at the persistency of his friend. " Come, let 's go on with the game." " Deal over again, then," said Phileas Fogg. " There 's a false deal." Stuart took up the pack with a feverish hand ; then suddenly put them down again. " Well, Mr. Fogg," said he, "it shall be so : I will wager the four thousand on it." " Calm yourself, my dear Stuart," said Fallen- tin. " It 's nothing serious." " When I say I '11 wager," returned Stuart, " it 's always serious." " All right," said Mr. Fogg ; and, turning to the others, he continued, " I have a deposit of twenty thousand at Baring's, which I will willingly risk upon it." The Tour of the World in Eighty Days. 33 " Twenty thousand pounds 1 " cried Sullivan. " Twenty thousand pounds, which you would lose by a single accidental delay ! '' " The unforeseen does not exist," quietly replied Phileas Fogg. " But, Mr. Fogg, eighty days are only the esti- mate of the least possible time in which the jour- ney can be made." "A well-used minimum suffices for everything." " But, in order not to exceed it, you must jumjD mathematically from the trains upon the steamei's, and from the steamers upon the trains again." "I will jump — mathematically." " You are joking." " A true Englishman does n't joke when he is talking about so serious a thing as a wager," replied Phileas Fogg, solemnly. " I will bet twen- ty thousand pounds, against any one who wishes, that I will make the tour of the world in eighty days or less ; in nineteen hundred and twenty hours, or a hundred and fifteen thousand two hun- dred minutes. Do you accept 1 " "We accept," replied Messrs. Stuart, Fallentin, Sullivan, Flanagan, and Ralph, after consulting each other. " Good," said Mr. Fogg. " The train leaves for Dover at a quarter before nine. I will take it." " This very evening ] " asked Stuart. " This very evening," returned Phileas Fogg. He took out and consulted a pocket almanac ; and added, " As to-day is "Wednesday, the second of October, I shall be due in London, in this very room of the Pieform Club, on Saturdav, the tweu- 2* ' c 34 The Tour of the World in Eighty Days. ty-first of December, at a quarter before nine p. m. ; or else the twenty thousand j)ounds, now deposited in my name at Baring's, will belong to you, in fact and in right, gentlemen. Here is a check for the a,mount." A memorandum of the wager was at once drawn up and signed by the six parties, diu'ing which Phileas Fogg preserved a stoical composure. He certainly did not bet to win, and had only staked the twenty thousand pounds, half of his fortune, because he foresaw that he might have to expend the other half to carry out this difficult, not to say unattainable project. As for his antagonists, they seemed much agitated ; not so niuch by the value of their stake, as because they had some scruples about betting under conditions so difficult to their friend. The clock struck seven, and the party offered to suspend the game so that Mr. Fogg might make his preparations for departure. "I am quite ready now," was his tranquil re- sponse. " Diamonds are trumps : be so good as to play, gentlemen." The 2 'our of the World in E'ujhty Day^. 35 IV. IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG ASTOUNDS PASSEPARTOUT, HIS SERVANT. AVING won twenty guineas at whist, and taken leave of his friends, Phileas Fogg, at twenty-five minutes past seven, left the Reform Club. Passepartout, who had conscientiously studied the programme of his duties, was more than surprised to see his master guilty of the inexactness of ap- pearing at this unaccustomed hour ; for, according to rule, he was not due in Saville Row until pre- cisely midnight. Mr. Fogg repaired to his bedroom, and called out, "Passepartout!" Passepartout did not reply. It could not be he who was called ; it was not the right hour. " Passepartout ! " repeated Mr. Fogg, without raising his voice. Passepartout made his appearance. " I 've called you twice," observed his master. " But it is not midnight," responded the other, showing his watch. " I know it ; I don't blame you. We start for Dover and Calais in ten minutes." A puzzled grin overspread Passepartout's round face ; clearly he had not comprehended his nias- ter. 33 The Tour of the World in Eighty Days. " Monsieur is going to leave home 1 " " Yes," returned Phileas Fogg. *' We are going to make the tour of the world." Passepartout opened wide his eyes, raised his eyebrows, held up his hands, and seemed about to collapse, so overcoms was he with stupefied aston- ishment. "The toar of the world I " he murmured. " In eighty days," responded Mr. Fogg. " So we have n't a moment to lose." " But the trunks 1 " gasped Passepartout, uncon- sciously swaying his head from right to left. " We '11 have no trunks ; only a carpet-bag, with two shirts and three pairs of stockings for me, and the same for you. We '11 buy our clothes on the way. Bring down my mackintosh and travelling- cloak, and some stout shoes, though we shall do little walking. Make haste ! " Passepartout tried to reply, but could not. He went out, mounted to his own room, fell into a chair, and muttered : " That 's good, that is ! And I, who wanted to remain quiet ! " He mechanically set about making the prepara- tions for departure. The tour of the world in eighty days ! Was his master a fool 1 No. Was this a joke, then 1 They were going to Dover ; good. To Calais ; good again. After all. Passe- partout, who had been away from France five years, would not be sorry to set foot on his native soil again. Perhaps they would go as far as Paris, and it would do his eyes good to see Paris once more. But surely a gentleman so chary of his Steps would stop there ; no doubt, — but, The Tour of the World in Eighty Days. 37 then, it was none the less true that he was going awaj, this so domestic person liitherto ! By eight o'clock Passepartout had packed the modest carpet-bag, containing the wardrobes of his master and himself; then, still troubled in mind, he carefully shut the door of his room, and descended to Mr. Fogg. Mr. Fogg was quite ready. Under his arm might have been observed a red-bound copy of " Bradshaw's Continental Railway Steam Transit and General Guide," with its time-tables showing the arrival and departure of steamers and railways. He took the carpet-bag, opened it, and slipped into it a goodly roll of Bank of England notes, which would pass wherever he might go. "You have forgotten nothing?" asked he. "Nothing, monsieur." *' My mackintosh and cloak 1 " " Here they are." " Good. Take tliis carpet-bag," handuig it to Passepartout. " Take good care of it, for there are twenty thousand pounds in it." Passepartout nearly dropped the bag, as if the twenty thousand pounds were in gold, and w^eighed him down. Master and man then descended, the street door was double-locked, and at the end of Saville Row they took a cab and drove rapidlv to Char- ing Cross. The cab stopped before the railway station at twenty minutes past eight. Passe- partout jumped off the box and followed his mas- ter, who, after paying the cabman, was about to enter the station, when a poor beggar-woman, 38 The Toar of the World m Eight y Days. with a child in her arms, her naked feet smeared with mud, her head covered with a wretched bon- net, from which hmig a tattered feather, and her shoidders shrouded in a ragged shawl, approached, and mournfully asked for alms. Mr. Fogg took out the twenty guineas he had just won at whist, and handed them to the beg- gar, saying, " Here, my good woman. I 'm glad that I met you " ; and passed on. Passepartout had a moist sensation about the eyes ; his master's action touched his susceptible heart. Two first-class tickets for Paris having been speedily purchased, Mr. Fogg was crossing the station to the train, when he perceived his five friends of the Reform. " Well, gentlemen," said he, " I 'm off, you see ; and if you will examine my passport when I get back, you will be able to judge whether I have accomplished the journey agreed upon." " 0, that would be quite useless, Mr. Fogg," said Ralph, politely. " We will trust your word, as a gentleman of honor." " You do not forget when you are due in Lon- don again 1 " asked Stuart. " In eighty days ; on Saturday, the 21st of De- cember, 1872, at a quarter before nine p. m. Good by, gentlemen." Phileas Fogg and his servant seated themselves in a first-class carriage at twenty minutes before nine ; five minutes later the whistle screamed, and the train slowly glided out of the staticm. The night was dark, and a fine, steadv rain was The Tour of the World in Eighty Days. 30 falling. Phileas Fogg, snugly ensconced in his corner, did not open his lips. Passepartout, not yet recovered from his stupefaction, clung me- chanically to the carpet-bag, with its enormous treasure. Just as the train was whirling through Syden- ham, Passepartout suddenly uttered a crj' of de- spair. ''What's the matter]" asked Mr. Fogg. " Alas I In mv hurry — I — I forgot — " " What ] " " To turn off the gas in my room 1 " " Very well, young man," returned Mr. Fogg, coolly ; "it will burn — at your expense." 40 The Tour of the World in Eighty Days. V. IN WHICH A NEW SPECIES OF FUNDS, UNKNOWN TO THE MONEYED MEN, APPEARS ON 'CHANGE. HTLEAS FOGG rightly suspected that his departure from London would create a lively sensation at the West End. The news of the bet spread through the Re- form Club, and afforded an exciting topic of con- versation to its members. From the Club it soon got into the papers throughout England. The boasted " tour of the world " was talked about, disputed, argued with as much warmth as if the subject were another Alabama claim. Some took sides with Pliileas Fogg, but the large majority shook their heads and declared against him ; it was absurd, impossible, they declared, that the tour of the world could be made, except theoret- ically and on paper, in this minimum of time, and with the existing means of travelling. The Times, Standard, Evening Star, Morning Chroni- cle, and twenty other highly respectable news- papers scouted Mr. Fogg's project as madness ; the Daily Telegraph alone hesitatingly supported him. People in general thought him a lunatic, and blamed his Reform Club friends for having accepted a wager which betrayed the mental aber- ation of its proposer. Articles no less passionate than logical appeared The Tour of the World in Eighty Days. 4 1 on the question, for geography is one of the pet subjects of the English : and the columns devoted to Phileas Fogg's venture "were eagerly devoured by all classes of readers. At first some rash indi- viduals, principally of the gentler sex, espoused his cause, which became still more popular when the Illustrated London News came out with his portrait, copied from a photograph in the Reform Club. A few readers of the Daily Tel- egi'aph even dared to say, " Why not, after all 1 Stranger things have come to pass." But it soon appeared that this paper was beginning to decline. At last a long article appeared, on the 7th of October, in the bulletin of the Royal Geographical Society, which treated the question from every point of view, and demonstrated the utter folly of the enterprise. Everything, it said, was against the travellers, every obstacle imposed alike by man and by nature. A miraculous agreement of the times of departure and arrival, which was impossible, was absolutely necessary to his success. He might, perhaps, reckon on the arrival of trains at the designated hours, in Europe, where the distances were rela- tively moderate ; but when he calculated upon crossing India in three days, and the United States in seven, could he rely beyond misgiving upon ac- complishing his taskl There were accidents to machinery, the liability of trains to run off the track, collisions, bad weather, the blocking up cf snow, — were not all these against Phileas Fogg? Would he not find himself, when travelling by steamer in winter, at the mercv of the winds and 42 The Tour of the World in Eight ij Doj/.^. fogs 1 Is it uncommon for the best ocean steamers to be two or three days behind time *? But a sin- gle delay would suffice to fatally break the chain of communication ; should Phileas Fogg once miss, even by an hour, a steamer, he would have to wait for the next boat, and that would irrevocably render his attempt vain. This article made a great deal of noise, and, l)eing copied into all the papers, seriously depressed the advocates of the rash tourist. Everybody knows that England is the world of betting men, who are of a higher class than mere gamblers ; to bet is in the English temperament. Not only the members of the Reform, but the general public, made heavy wagers for or against Phileas Fogg, who was set down in the betting- books as if he were a race-horse. Bonds were issued, and made their appearance on 'Change ; " Phileas Fogg bonds " were oifered at par or at a premium, and a great business was done in them. But five days after the article in the bulletin of the Geographical Society appeared, the demand began to subside : " Phileas Fogg " de- clined. They were offered by packages, at first of five, then of ten, until at last nobody would take less than twenty, fifty, a hundred ! Lord Albemarle, an elderly paralytic gentleman, was now the only advocate of Phileas Fogg left. This noble lord, who was fastened to his chair, would have given his fortune to be able to make the tour of the world, if it took ten years ; and he bet five thousand pounds on Phileas Fogg. When the folly as weJl as the uselessness of the adventure The Tour of the World in EU/hfi/ iJa/zs. 43 was pointed out to him, he contented himself with replying, "If the thing is feasible, the first to do it ought to be an Englishman," The Fogg party dwindled more and more, every- body was going against him, and the bets stood a hundred and fifty and tw^o hundred to one ; and a week after his departure, an incident occurred which deprived him of backers at any price. The commissioner of police was sitting in his ofiice at nine o'clock one evening, w^hen the follow- mg telegraphic despatch was put into his hands : — Sue:: to London. Rowan, Commissioner of Police, Scotland Yard : I 've found the bank robber, Phileas Fogg. Send without delay warrant of arrest to Bombay. Fix, detective. The eftect of this despatch was instantaneous. The polished gentleman disappeared, to give place to the bank robber. His photograph, which was hung w4th those of the rest of the members at the Reform Club, w^as minutely examined, and it be- trayed, feature by feature, the description of the robber which had been provided to the police. The mysterious habits of Phileas Fogg were re- called ; his solitary ways, his sudden departure ; and it seemed clear that, in undertaking a tour round the world on the pretext of a w^ager, he had had no other end in view than to elude the detec- tives, and throw them ofi" his track. 44 The Tour of the World in Eighty Bays. VI. IM WHICH FIX, THE DETECTIVE, BETRAYS A VERY NATURAL IMPATIENCE. HE circumstances under which this tele- graphic despatch about Phileas Fogg was sent, were as follows : — The steamer Mongolia, belonging to the Peninsula and Oriental Company, built of iron, of two thousand eight hundred tons burden, and five hundred horse-power, was due at eleven o'clock A. M. on Wednesday, the 9th of October, at Suez. The Mongolia plied regularly between Brindisi and Bombay via the Suez Canal, .and was one of the fastest steamers belonging to the com- pany, always making more than ten knots an hour between Brindisi and Suez, and nine and a half between Suez and Bombay. Two men were promenading up and down the wharves, among the crowed of natives and strangers who were sojourning at this once straggling vil- lage, now, thanks to the enterprise of M. Lesseps, a fast-growing town. One was the British consul at Suez, who, despite the prophecies of the English government, and the unfavorable predictions of Stephenson, was in the habit of seeing, from his office window, English ships daily passing to and fro on the great canal, by which the old round- about route from England to India by the Cape of The Tour of the World in Eightif Days. 45 Good Hope was abridged by at least a half. The other was a small, slight-built personage, with a nervous, intelligent face, and bright eyes peering out from imder eyebrows which he was incessantly twitching. He was just now manifesting unmis- takable signs of impatience, nervously pacing np and down, and unable to stand still for a moment. This was Fix, one of the detectives who had been despatched from England in search of the bank rob- ber; it was his task to narrowly watch every passen- ger who arrived at Suez, and to follow up all who seemed to be suspicious characters, or bore a resem- blance to the description of the criminal, which he had received two days before from the police head- quarters at London. The detective was evidently inspired by the he pe of obtaining the splendid re- ward which would be the prize of success, and awaited with a feverish impatience, easy to under- stand, the arrival of the steamer Mongolia. " So you say, consul," asked he for the twentieth time, "that this steamer is never behind tiifle^" " Xo, Mr. Fix," replied the consul. " She was bespoken yesterday at Port Said, and the rest of the way is of no account to such a craft. I repeat that the Mongolia has always exceeded the time required by the company's regulations, and gained the prize awarded for excess of speed." "Does she come directly from Brindisi ]" " Directly from Brindisi ; she takes on the Indian mails there, and she left there Saturday at five p. M. Have patience, Mr. Fix ; she will not be late. But really I don't see how, from the descrip- tion you have, j^ou will be able to recognize your man, even if he is on board the Mongolia." 46 The Tour of the World in Eighty Days. " k man rather feels the presence of these fellows, consnl, than recognizes them. You must have a scent for them, and a scent is like a sixth sense which combines hearing, seeing, and smell- ing. I 've arrested more than one of these gentle- men in my time, and if my thief is on board, I'll answer for it, he '11 not slip through my fingers." " I hope So, Mr. Fix, for it was a heavy robbery." "A magnificent robbery, consul; fifty-five thou- sand pounds ! We don't often have such wind- falls. Burglars are getting to be so contemptible nowadays ! A fellow gets hung for a handful of shillings ! " " Mr. Fix," said the consul, " I like your way of talking, and hope you '11 succeed ; but I fear you will find it far from easy. Don't 3'ou see, the de- scription which you have there has a singular resemblance to an honest man ] " "Consul," remarked the detective, dogmatically, "great robbers alivaya resemble honest folks. Fel- lows who have rascally faces have only one course to take, and that is to remain honest; otherwise, they would be arrested off'-hand. The artistic thing is, to unmask honest countenances ; it 's no light task, I adjnit, but a real art." Mr. Fix evidently was not wanting in a tinge of self-conceit. Little by little the scene on the quay became more animated ; sailors of various nations, mer- chants, ship-brokers, porters, fellahs, bustled to and fro as if the steamer were immediately ex- pected. The weather was clear, and slightly chillv. The minarets of the town loomed above llie Tour of the World in Eighty Days. 47 the houses in the pale ra^^s of the sun. A jetty pier, some two thousand yards long, extended into the roadstead. A number of fishing smacks and coasting boats, some retaining the fantastic fashion of ancient galleys, were discernible on the Red Sea. As he passed among the busy crowd, Fix, ac- cording to habit, scrutinized the passers-by with a keen, rapid glance. It was now half-past ten. " The steamer does n't come ! " he exclaimed, as the port clock struck. " She can't be far off, now," returned his com- panion. " How long will she stop at Suez ? " '' Four hours ; long enough to get in her coal. It is thirteen hundred and ten miles from Suez to Aden, at the other end of the Red Sea, and she has to put in a fresh coal supply." " And does she so from Suez directly to Bom- bay?" " Without putting in anywhere." " Good," said Fix. " If the robber is on board, he will no doubt get off at Suez, so as to reach the Dutch or French colonies in Asia by some other route. He ought to know that he would not be safe an hour in India, which is English soil." " Unless," objected the consul, " he is excep- tionally shrewd. An English criminal, you know, is always better concealed in London than any- where else." This observation furnished the detective food 48 The Tour of the World m Eighty Bays. for thought, and meanwhile the consul went away to his office. Fix, left alone, was more impatient than ever, having a presentiment that the robber was on board the Mongolia. If he had in- deed left London intending to reach the New World, he would naturally take the route via India, which was less watched and more difficult to watch than that of the Atlantic. But Fix's re- flections were soon interrupted by a succession of sharp whistles, which announced the arrival of the Mongolia. The porters and fellahs rushed down the quay, and a dozen boats pushed off from the shore to go and meet the steamer. Soon her gigantic hidl appeared passing along between the banks, and eleven o'clock struck as she anchored in the road. She brought an unusual immber of passengers, some of whom remained on deck to scan the picturesque panorama of the towm, whilo the greater part disembarked in the boats, and landed on the quay. Fix took up a position, and carefully examined each face and figure which made its appearance. Presently one of the passengers, after vigorously pushing his way through the importunate crowd of porters, came up to him, and politely asked if he could point out the English consulate, at the same time showing a passport which he wished to have visacl. Fix instinctively took the passport, and with a rapid glance read the description of its bearer. An involuntary motion of surprise nearly escaped him ; for the description in the passport was identical with that of the bank rob- ber, which he had received from Scotland Yard. The Tour of the World in Eighty Dajs. 49 " Is this your passport 1 " asked he. " No, it 's my master's."" " And your master is — " " He stayed on board." " But he must g-o to the consul's in person, so as to estabhsh his identity." " 0, is that necessary ] " " Quite indispensable." " And where is the consulate 1 " " There, on the corner of the square," said Fix, pointing to a house two hundred steps off. " I '11 go and fetch my master, who won't be much pleased, however, to be disturbed." The passenger bowed to Fix, and returned to the steamer. 50 The Tour of the World in Eighty Days. VII. WHICH ONCE MORE DEMONSTRATES THE USELESSNESS OF PASSPORTS AS AIDS TO DETECTIVES. m HE detective passed down the quay, and rapidly made his way to the consul's office, where he was at once admitted to the presence of that official. " Consul," said he, without preamble, " I have strong reasons for believing that mj man is a pas- senger on the Mongolia. And he narrated what had just passed concerning the passport. " Well, Mr. Fix," replied the consul, " I shall not be sorry to see the rascal's face ; but perhaps he won't come here, — that is, if he is the person you suppose him to be. A robber does n't quite like to leave traces of his flight behind him ; and besides, he is not obliged to have his passport countersigned." " If he is as shrewd as I think he is, consul, ho will come." " To have his passport vlsad .?" " Yes. Passports are only good for annoying honest folks, and aiding in the flight of rogues. I assure you it will be quite the thing for him to do ; but I hope you will not visa the passport." *' Why not ] If the passport is genuine, I have no right to refuse." " Still I must keep this man here until I can get a warrant to arrest him from London." Tim Toar of tht World in E'lyhty Days. 51 '•Ah, that's your lookout. But I cannot — " The consul did not finish his sentence, for as lie spoke a knock was heard at the door, and two strangers entered, one of whom was the servant whom Fix had met on the quay. The other, who was his master, held out his passport with the re- quest that the consul would do him the favor to visa it. The consul took the document and care- fully read it, whilst Fix observed, or rather de- voured, the stranger with his eyes from a corner of the room. " You are Phileas Fogg, Esquire 1 " said the consul, after reading the passport. - I am." " And this man is your servant 1 " " He is ; a Frenchman, named Passepartout." *' You are from London ] " " Yes." *' And you are going — " *' To Bombay."" " Very good, sir. You know that a visa is use- less, and that no passport is required T' '' I know it, sir," replied Phileas Fogg ; " but 1 wish to prove, by j^our visa, that I came by Suez." " Very well, sir." The consul proceeded to sign and date the pass- port, after which he added his official seal. Mr. Fogg paid the customary fee, coldly bowed, and went out, followed by his servant. '' Well 1 " queried the detective. '' Well, he looks and acts like a perfectly hon- est man," replied the consul. " Possiblv ; but that is not the question. Do 52 The Tour of the World in Eighty Days. you think, consul, that this phlegmatic gentleman resembles, feature by feature, the robber whose description I have received 1 " " I concede that ; but then, you know, all de- scriptions — " " I '11 make certain of it," interrupted Fix. " The servant seems to me less mysterious than the master ; besides, he 's a Frenchman, and can't help talking. Excuse me for a little while, con- sul." Fix started off in search of Passepartout. Meanwhile Mr. Fogg, after leaving the consu- late, repaired to the quay, gave some orders to Passepartout, w^ent off to the Mongolia in a boat, and descended to his cabin. He took up his note-book, which contained the following mem- oranda : — '' Left London, Wednesday, October 2d, at 8.45 p. M. "Reached Paris, Thursday, October 3d, at 7.20 A. M. " Left Paris, Thursday, at 8.40 a. m. " Reached Turin by Mont Cenis, Friday, October 4th, at 6.35 a. m. " Left Turin, Friday, at 7.20 a. m. Arrived at Brindisi, Saturday, October 5th, at 4 p. M. " Sailed on the Mongolia, Saturday, at 5 p. m. Reached Suez, Wednesday, October 9th, at 11 A. M. "Total of hours spent, 158^; or, in days, six days and a half" These dates were inscribed in an itinerary di- Tlie Tour of the World in FA