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muttered he, "he'll be a famous man!" He could not help imparting `
` to Fix what he had overheard. `
` `
` "Then you believe that we really are going to Liverpool?" `
` `
` "Of course." `
` `
` "Ass!" replied the detective, shrugging his shoulders and turning on his heel. `
` `
` Passepartout was on the point of vigorously resenting the epithet, `
` the reason of which he could not for the life of him comprehend; `
` but he reflected that the unfortunate Fix was probably very much `
` disappointed and humiliated in his self-esteem, after having so `
` awkwardly followed a false scent around the world, and refrained. `
` `
` And now what course would Phileas Fogg adopt? It was difficult `
` to imagine. Nevertheless he seemed to have decided upon one, `
` for that evening he sent for the engineer, and said to him, `
` "Feed all the fires until the coal is exhausted." `
` `
` A few moments after, the funnel of the Henrietta vomited forth torrents `
` of smoke. The vessel continued to proceed with all steam on; `
` but on the 18th, the engineer, as he had predicted, announced `
` that the coal would give out in the course of the day. `
` `
` "Do not let the fires go down," replied Mr. Fogg. `
` "Keep them up to the last. Let the valves be filled." `
` `
` Towards noon Phileas Fogg, having ascertained their position, `
` called Passepartout, and ordered him to go for Captain Speedy. `
` It was as if the honest fellow had been commanded to unchain a tiger. `
` He went to the poop, saying to himself, "He will be like a madman!" `
` `
` In a few moments, with cries and oaths, a bomb appeared on the poop-deck. `
` The bomb was Captain Speedy. It was clear that he was on the point `
` of bursting. "Where are we?" were the first words his anger permitted `
` him to utter. Had the poor man be an apoplectic, he could never have `
` recovered from his paroxysm of wrath. `
` `
` "Where are we?" he repeated, with purple face. `
` `
` "Seven hundred and seven miles from Liverpool," `
` replied Mr. Fogg, with imperturbable calmness. `
` `
` "Pirate!" cried Captain Speedy. `
` `
` "I have sent for you, sir--" `
` `
` "Pickaroon!" `
` `
` "--sir," continued Mr. Fogg, "to ask you to sell me your vessel." `
` `
` "No! By all the devils, no!" `
` `
` "But I shall be obliged to burn her." `
` `
` "Burn the Henrietta!" `
` `
` "Yes; at least the upper part of her. The coal has given out." `
` `
` "Burn my vessel!" cried Captain Speedy, who could scarcely `
` pronounce the words. "A vessel worth fifty thousand dollars!" `
` `
` "Here are sixty thousand," replied Phileas Fogg, handing the `
` captain a roll of bank-bills. This had a prodigious effect `
` on Andrew Speedy. An American can scarcely remain unmoved `
` at the sight of sixty thousand dollars. The captain forgot `
` in an instant his anger, his imprisonment, and all his grudges `
` against his passenger. The Henrietta was twenty years old; `
` it was a great bargain. The bomb would not go off after all. `
` Mr. Fogg had taken away the match. `
` `
` "And I shall still have the iron hull," said the captain in a softer tone. `
` `
` "The iron hull and the engine. Is it agreed?" `
` `
` "Agreed." `
` `
` And Andrew Speedy, seizing the banknotes, counted them `
` and consigned them to his pocket. `
` `
` During this colloquy, Passepartout was as white as a sheet, `
` and Fix seemed on the point of having an apoplectic fit. `
` Nearly twenty thousand pounds had been expended, and Fogg `
` left the hull and engine to the captain, that is, `
` near the whole value of the craft! It was true, however, `
` that fifty-five thousand pounds had been stolen from the Bank. `
` `
` When Andrew Speedy had pocketed the money, Mr. Fogg said to him, `
` "Don't let this astonish you, sir. You must know that I shall `
` lose twenty thousand pounds, unless I arrive in London by `
` a quarter before nine on the evening of the 21st of December. `
` I missed the steamer at New York, and as you refused to take me to Liverpool--" `
` `
` "And I did well!" cried Andrew Speedy; "for I have gained at `
` least forty thousand dollars by it!" He added, more sedately, `
` "Do you know one thing, Captain--" `
` `
` "Fogg." `
` `
` "Captain Fogg, you've got something of the Yankee about you." `
` `
` And, having paid his passenger what he considered a high compliment, `
` he was going away, when Mr. Fogg said, "The vessel now belongs to me?" `
` `
` "Certainly, from the keel to the truck of the masts--all the wood, that is." `
` `
` "Very well. Have the interior seats, bunks, and frames pulled down, `
` and burn them." `
` `
` It was necessary to have dry wood to keep the steam up `
` to the adequate pressure, and on that day the poop, cabins, `
` bunks, and the spare deck were sacrificed. On the next day, `
` the 19th of December, the masts, rafts, and spars were burned; `
` the crew worked lustily, keeping up the fires. Passepartout hewed, cut, `
` and sawed away with all his might. There was a perfect rage for demolition. `
` `
` The railings, fittings, the greater part of the deck, and top sides `
` disappeared on the 20th, and the Henrietta was now only a flat hulk. `
` But on this day they sighted the Irish coast and Fastnet Light. `
` By ten in the evening they were passing Queenstown. Phileas Fogg `
` had only twenty-four hours more in which to get to London; `
` that length of time was necessary to reach Liverpool, with all steam on. `
` And the steam was about to give out altogether! `
` `
` "Sir," said Captain Speedy, who was now deeply interested in `
` Mr. Fogg's project, "I really commiserate you. Everything is `
` against you. We are only opposite Queenstown." `
` `
` "Ah," said Mr. Fogg, "is that place where we see the lights Queenstown?" `
` `
` "Yes." `
` `
` "Can we enter the harbour?" `
` `
` "Not under three hours. Only at high tide." `
` `
` "Stay," replied Mr. Fogg calmly, without betraying in his features `
` that by a supreme inspiration he was about to attempt once more `
` to conquer ill-fortune. `
` `
` Queenstown is the Irish port at which the trans-Atlantic steamers `
` stop to put off the mails. These mails are carried to Dublin `
` by express trains always held in readiness to start; from Dublin `
` they are sent on to Liverpool by the most rapid boats, `
` and thus gain twelve hours on the Atlantic steamers. `
` `
` Phileas Fogg counted on gaining twelve hours in the same way. `
` Instead of arriving at Liverpool the next evening by the Henrietta, `
` he would be there by noon, and would therefore have time to reach London `
` before a quarter before nine in the evening. `
` `
` The Henrietta entered Queenstown Harbour at one o'clock in the morning, `
` it then being high tide; and Phileas Fogg, after being grasped heartily `
` by the hand by Captain Speedy, left that gentleman on the levelled hulk `
` of his craft, which was still worth half what he had sold it for. `
` `
` The party went on shore at once. Fix was greatly tempted `
` to arrest Mr. Fogg on the spot; but he did not. Why? What struggle `
` was going on within him? Had he changed his mind about "his man"? `
` Did he understand that he had made a grave mistake? He did not, `
` however, abandon Mr. Fogg. They all got upon the train, which was `
` just ready to start, at half-past one; at dawn of day they were `
` in Dublin; and they lost no time in embarking on a steamer which, `
` disdaining to rise upon the waves, invariably cut through them. `
` `
` Phileas Fogg at last disembarked on the Liverpool quay, `
` at twenty minutes before twelve, 21st December. He was only `
` six hours distant from London. `
` `
` But at this moment Fix came up, put his hand upon Mr. Fogg's shoulder, `
` and, showing his warrant, said, "You are really Phileas Fogg?" `
` `
` "I am." `
` `
` "I arrest you in the Queen's name!" `
` `
` `
` `
` `
` Chapter XXXIV `
` `
` IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG AT LAST REACHES LONDON `
` `
` `
` Phileas Fogg was in prison. He had been shut up in the Custom House, `
` and he was to be transferred to London the next day. `
` `
` Passepartout, when he saw his master arrested, would have `
` fallen upon Fix had he not been held back by some policemen. `
` Aouda was thunderstruck at the suddenness of an event which `
` she could not understand. Passepartout explained to her how `
` it was that the honest and courageous Fogg was arrested as a robber. `
` The young woman's heart revolted against so heinous a charge, `
` and when she saw that she could attempt to do nothing to save `
` her protector, she wept bitterly. `
` `
` As for Fix, he had arrested Mr. Fogg because it was his duty, `
` whether Mr. Fogg were guilty or not. `
` `
` The thought then struck Passepartout, that he was the cause of this `
`
` to Fix what he had overheard. `
` `
` "Then you believe that we really are going to Liverpool?" `
` `
` "Of course." `
` `
` "Ass!" replied the detective, shrugging his shoulders and turning on his heel. `
` `
` Passepartout was on the point of vigorously resenting the epithet, `
` the reason of which he could not for the life of him comprehend; `
` but he reflected that the unfortunate Fix was probably very much `
` disappointed and humiliated in his self-esteem, after having so `
` awkwardly followed a false scent around the world, and refrained. `
` `
` And now what course would Phileas Fogg adopt? It was difficult `
` to imagine. Nevertheless he seemed to have decided upon one, `
` for that evening he sent for the engineer, and said to him, `
` "Feed all the fires until the coal is exhausted." `
` `
` A few moments after, the funnel of the Henrietta vomited forth torrents `
` of smoke. The vessel continued to proceed with all steam on; `
` but on the 18th, the engineer, as he had predicted, announced `
` that the coal would give out in the course of the day. `
` `
` "Do not let the fires go down," replied Mr. Fogg. `
` "Keep them up to the last. Let the valves be filled." `
` `
` Towards noon Phileas Fogg, having ascertained their position, `
` called Passepartout, and ordered him to go for Captain Speedy. `
` It was as if the honest fellow had been commanded to unchain a tiger. `
` He went to the poop, saying to himself, "He will be like a madman!" `
` `
` In a few moments, with cries and oaths, a bomb appeared on the poop-deck. `
` The bomb was Captain Speedy. It was clear that he was on the point `
` of bursting. "Where are we?" were the first words his anger permitted `
` him to utter. Had the poor man be an apoplectic, he could never have `
` recovered from his paroxysm of wrath. `
` `
` "Where are we?" he repeated, with purple face. `
` `
` "Seven hundred and seven miles from Liverpool," `
` replied Mr. Fogg, with imperturbable calmness. `
` `
` "Pirate!" cried Captain Speedy. `
` `
` "I have sent for you, sir--" `
` `
` "Pickaroon!" `
` `
` "--sir," continued Mr. Fogg, "to ask you to sell me your vessel." `
` `
` "No! By all the devils, no!" `
` `
` "But I shall be obliged to burn her." `
` `
` "Burn the Henrietta!" `
` `
` "Yes; at least the upper part of her. The coal has given out." `
` `
` "Burn my vessel!" cried Captain Speedy, who could scarcely `
` pronounce the words. "A vessel worth fifty thousand dollars!" `
` `
` "Here are sixty thousand," replied Phileas Fogg, handing the `
` captain a roll of bank-bills. This had a prodigious effect `
` on Andrew Speedy. An American can scarcely remain unmoved `
` at the sight of sixty thousand dollars. The captain forgot `
` in an instant his anger, his imprisonment, and all his grudges `
` against his passenger. The Henrietta was twenty years old; `
` it was a great bargain. The bomb would not go off after all. `
` Mr. Fogg had taken away the match. `
` `
` "And I shall still have the iron hull," said the captain in a softer tone. `
` `
` "The iron hull and the engine. Is it agreed?" `
` `
` "Agreed." `
` `
` And Andrew Speedy, seizing the banknotes, counted them `
` and consigned them to his pocket. `
` `
` During this colloquy, Passepartout was as white as a sheet, `
` and Fix seemed on the point of having an apoplectic fit. `
` Nearly twenty thousand pounds had been expended, and Fogg `
` left the hull and engine to the captain, that is, `
` near the whole value of the craft! It was true, however, `
` that fifty-five thousand pounds had been stolen from the Bank. `
` `
` When Andrew Speedy had pocketed the money, Mr. Fogg said to him, `
` "Don't let this astonish you, sir. You must know that I shall `
` lose twenty thousand pounds, unless I arrive in London by `
` a quarter before nine on the evening of the 21st of December. `
` I missed the steamer at New York, and as you refused to take me to Liverpool--" `
` `
` "And I did well!" cried Andrew Speedy; "for I have gained at `
` least forty thousand dollars by it!" He added, more sedately, `
` "Do you know one thing, Captain--" `
` `
` "Fogg." `
` `
` "Captain Fogg, you've got something of the Yankee about you." `
` `
` And, having paid his passenger what he considered a high compliment, `
` he was going away, when Mr. Fogg said, "The vessel now belongs to me?" `
` `
` "Certainly, from the keel to the truck of the masts--all the wood, that is." `
` `
` "Very well. Have the interior seats, bunks, and frames pulled down, `
` and burn them." `
` `
` It was necessary to have dry wood to keep the steam up `
` to the adequate pressure, and on that day the poop, cabins, `
` bunks, and the spare deck were sacrificed. On the next day, `
` the 19th of December, the masts, rafts, and spars were burned; `
` the crew worked lustily, keeping up the fires. Passepartout hewed, cut, `
` and sawed away with all his might. There was a perfect rage for demolition. `
` `
` The railings, fittings, the greater part of the deck, and top sides `
` disappeared on the 20th, and the Henrietta was now only a flat hulk. `
` But on this day they sighted the Irish coast and Fastnet Light. `
` By ten in the evening they were passing Queenstown. Phileas Fogg `
` had only twenty-four hours more in which to get to London; `
` that length of time was necessary to reach Liverpool, with all steam on. `
` And the steam was about to give out altogether! `
` `
` "Sir," said Captain Speedy, who was now deeply interested in `
` Mr. Fogg's project, "I really commiserate you. Everything is `
` against you. We are only opposite Queenstown." `
` `
` "Ah," said Mr. Fogg, "is that place where we see the lights Queenstown?" `
` `
` "Yes." `
` `
` "Can we enter the harbour?" `
` `
` "Not under three hours. Only at high tide." `
` `
` "Stay," replied Mr. Fogg calmly, without betraying in his features `
` that by a supreme inspiration he was about to attempt once more `
` to conquer ill-fortune. `
` `
` Queenstown is the Irish port at which the trans-Atlantic steamers `
` stop to put off the mails. These mails are carried to Dublin `
` by express trains always held in readiness to start; from Dublin `
` they are sent on to Liverpool by the most rapid boats, `
` and thus gain twelve hours on the Atlantic steamers. `
` `
` Phileas Fogg counted on gaining twelve hours in the same way. `
` Instead of arriving at Liverpool the next evening by the Henrietta, `
` he would be there by noon, and would therefore have time to reach London `
` before a quarter before nine in the evening. `
` `
` The Henrietta entered Queenstown Harbour at one o'clock in the morning, `
` it then being high tide; and Phileas Fogg, after being grasped heartily `
` by the hand by Captain Speedy, left that gentleman on the levelled hulk `
` of his craft, which was still worth half what he had sold it for. `
` `
` The party went on shore at once. Fix was greatly tempted `
` to arrest Mr. Fogg on the spot; but he did not. Why? What struggle `
` was going on within him? Had he changed his mind about "his man"? `
` Did he understand that he had made a grave mistake? He did not, `
` however, abandon Mr. Fogg. They all got upon the train, which was `
` just ready to start, at half-past one; at dawn of day they were `
` in Dublin; and they lost no time in embarking on a steamer which, `
` disdaining to rise upon the waves, invariably cut through them. `
` `
` Phileas Fogg at last disembarked on the Liverpool quay, `
` at twenty minutes before twelve, 21st December. He was only `
` six hours distant from London. `
` `
` But at this moment Fix came up, put his hand upon Mr. Fogg's shoulder, `
` and, showing his warrant, said, "You are really Phileas Fogg?" `
` `
` "I am." `
` `
` "I arrest you in the Queen's name!" `
` `
` `
` `
` `
` Chapter XXXIV `
` `
` IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG AT LAST REACHES LONDON `
` `
` `
` Phileas Fogg was in prison. He had been shut up in the Custom House, `
` and he was to be transferred to London the next day. `
` `
` Passepartout, when he saw his master arrested, would have `
` fallen upon Fix had he not been held back by some policemen. `
` Aouda was thunderstruck at the suddenness of an event which `
` she could not understand. Passepartout explained to her how `
` it was that the honest and courageous Fogg was arrested as a robber. `
` The young woman's heart revolted against so heinous a charge, `
` and when she saw that she could attempt to do nothing to save `
` her protector, she wept bitterly. `
` `
` As for Fix, he had arrested Mr. Fogg because it was his duty, `
` whether Mr. Fogg were guilty or not. `
` `
` The thought then struck Passepartout, that he was the cause of this `
`