 This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer please visit LibriVox.org. That's L-I-B-R-I-V-O-X.org. Around the World in Eighty Days by Jules Verne Chapter 11 in which Philius Fogg secures a curious means of conveyance at a fabulous price. The train had started punctually. Among the passengers were a number of officers, government officials, and opium and indigo merchants, whose business called them to the eastern coast. It was part two road in the same carriage with his master, and a third passenger occupied a sea opposite to them. This was Sir Francis Comrati, one of Mr. Fogg's WIST partners on the Mongolia. Now on his way to join his corpse at Benares, Sir Francis was a tall, fair man of fifty, who had greatly distinguished himself in the last sub-A revolt. He made India his home, only paying brief visits to England at rare intervals, and was almost as familiar as a native with the customs, history, and character of India and its people. But Philius Fogg, who was not travelling but only describing a circumference, took no pains to inquire into these subjects. He was a solid body, traversing an orbit round the terrestrial globe. According to the laws of rational mechanics, he was at this moment calculating in his mind the number of hours spent since his departure from London, and had it been in his nature to make a useless demonstration would have rubbed his hands for satisfaction. Sir Francis Comrati had observed the oddity of his travelling companion, although the only opportunity he had for studying him had been while he was dealing the cards and between two rubbers, and questioned himself whether a human heart really beat beneath this cold exterior, and whether Philius Fogg had any sense of the beauties of nature. The Brigadier General was free to mentally confess that, of all the eccentric persons he had ever met, none was comparable to this product of the exact sciences. Philius Fogg had not concealed from Sir Francis his design of going round the world, nor the circumstances under which he sat out, and the general only saw in the wager a useless eccentricity, and a lack of sound common sense. In the way this strange gentleman was going on, he would leave the world without having done any good to himself or anybody else. An hour after leaving Bombay, the train had passed the Fiericasts and the island of Saccate, and had gone into the open country at Kalyan, they reached the junction of the branch line, which descends towards southeastern India by Kandala and Pona, and passing Pawell, they entered the defiles of the mountains with their bisalt bases, and their summits crowned with thick and verdant forests. Philius Fogg and Sir Francis Comarati exchanged a few words from time to time, and now Sir Francis, reviving the conversation observed, some years ago, Mr. Fogg, you would have met with a delay at this point, which you probably have lost your wager. How so, Sir Francis? Because the railway stopped at the base of these mountains, which the passengers were obliged to cross in Pal Queens, or on ponies to Kandala on the other side. Such a delay would not have deranged my plans in the least, said Mr. Fogg. I have constantly foreseen the likelihood of certain obstacles. But, Mr. Fogg, pursued Sir Francis, you run the risk of having some difficulties about this worthy fellow's adventure at the Pagoda, whose part two, his feet comfortably wrapped in his traveling blanket, was sound asleep, and did not dream that anybody was talking about him. The government is very severe upon the kind of office. It takes particular care that the religious customs of Indians should be respected, and if your servant were caught, very well, Sir Francis, replied Mr. Fogg, if he had been caught, he would have been condemned and punished, and then would have quietly returned to Europe. I don't see how this affair could have delayed his master. The conversation fell again. During the night, the train left the mountains behind, and passed Nasik, and the next day proceeded over the flat, well-cultivated country of the Kondish, with its staggering villages, above which rose the minarets of the Pagodas. This fertile territory is watered by numerous small rivers and limpet streams, mostly tributaries of the Godavari. His part two, on the waking and looking out, could not realize that he was actually crossing India in a railway train. The locomotive, guided by an English engineer, and fed with English coal throughout its smoke upon cotton, coffee, nutmeg, clove, and pepper plantations, while the steam curled in spirals around groups of palm trees, in the midst of which were seen picturesque bogos, Viharis, sort of abandoned monasteries, and marvelous temples, enriched by the exhaustless ornamentation of the Indian architecture. Then they came upon the vast tracks extending to the horizon, with jungles inhabited by snakes and tigers, which fled at the noise of train, succeeded by forest, penetrated by the railway, and still haunted by elephants, which with pensive eyes gazed at the train as it passed the travelers' cross. Beyond Milligium, the fatal country so often stained with blood by the sectaries of the goddess Kali, not far off, rose Elora with its graceful pagodas, and the famous Agorabad, capital of the ferocious Arag Zeb, now the chief town of one of the detached provinces of the kingdom of Nizam. It was there about that Frigia, the soggy chief, king of the stranglers, held his sway. These ruffians, united by a secret bond, strangled victims of every age in honor of the goddess Death, without ever shedding blood. There was a period when this part of the country could scarcely be traveled over without corpses being found in every direction. The English government had succeeded in greatly diminishing these murders, though the soggies still existed and pursued the exercise of their horrible rites. At half past twelve, the train stopped at Brahooper, where Puspartu was able to purchase some Indian slippers, ornamented with false pearls, in which, with evident vanity, he proceeded to encase his feet. The travelers made a hasty breakfast and started off for a surgar after skirting for a little the banks of the small river to Pati, which empties into the gulf of Cambrai, near Surat. Puspartu was now plunged into absorbing reverie, up to his arrival at Bombay. He had entertained hopes that their journey would end there, but now that they were plainly whirling across India at full speed, a sudden change had come over the spirit of his dreams. His old vagabond nature returned to him. The fantastic ideas of his youth once more took possession of him. He came to regard his master's project as intended in good earnest, believed in the reality of the bet, and therefore in the tour of the world, and the necessity of making it without fail within the designated period. Already, he began to worry about possible delays and accidents, which might happen on the way. He recognized himself as being personally interested in the wager and trembled at the thought that he might have been the means of losing it by his unpardonable folly of the night before. Being much less cool-headed than Mr. Fogg, he was much more restless, counting and recounting the days passed over, uttering melodious when the train stopped and accusing it of sluggishness and mentality, blaming Mr. Fogg for not having bribed the engineer. The worthy fellow was ignorant that while it was possible, by such means to hasten the rate of a steamer, it could not be done on the railway. The train entered the defiles of the Suthpur Mountains, which separated the Kondish from Bundklaude towards evening. The next day, Sofrancis Comarati asked Pespartu what time it was, to which, on consulting his watch, he replied that it was three in the morning. This famous timepiece always regulated on the Greenwich Meridian, which was now 77 degrees westward, was at least 400 slow. Sofrancis corrected Pespartu's time, whereupon the latter made the strange remark that he had done to fix, and upon the general instance that the watch should be regulated in each new meridian, since he was constantly going eastward, that is in the face of the sun, and therefore the days were shorter by four minutes for each degree gone over. Pespartu obstinately refused to alter his watch, which he kept at London time. It was an innocent delusion, which could harm no one. The train stopped at eight o'clock in the midst of a glade some 15 miles beyond Rocksale, where there were several baglows and workmen's cabins. The conductor passed along the carriage, shouted, Passengers, we'll get out here! Phyllis Fogg looked at Sofrancis' comrity for an exclamation, but the general could not tell what meant a halt in the midst of this forest of dates and assissies. Pespartu, not less surprised, rushed out and speedily returned crying, Monsieur Nomorelleway! What do you mean, asked Sofrancis? I mean to say that the train isn't going on. The general at once stepped out, while Phyllis Fogg calmly followed him, and they proceeded together to the conductor. Where are we, asked Sofrancis? At the helm of Colbay. Do we stop here? Certainly. The railway isn't finished. What? Not finished? No, there's still a matter of 50 miles to be laid from here to Elibad, where the line begins again. But the papers announced the opening of the railway throughout. What would you have, officer? The papers were mistaken. Yet you shall take us from Bombay to Calcutta, retorted Sofrancis, who was growing warm. No doubt, replied the conductor, but the passengers know that they must provide means of transportation for themselves from Colbay to Elibad. Sofrancis was furious, or two would willingly have knocked the conductor down and did not dare to look at his master. Sofrancis, said Mr. Fogg quietly, we will, if you please, look about for some means of conveyance to Elibad. Mr. Fogg, this is dilly greatly to your disadvantage. No, Sofrancis, it was foreseen. What? You knew that the way? Not at all. I knew that some obstacle or other would sooner or later arise on my route. Nothing, therefore, is lost. I have two days, which I have already gained to sacrifice. A steamer leaves Calcutta for Hong Kong at noon, on the 25th. This is the 22nd, and we shall reach Calcutta in time. There was nothing to say so confident a response. It was but too true that the railway came to a termination at this point. The papers were like some watches, which have a way of getting too fast and had been premature in their announcement of the completion of the line. The greater part of the travelers were aware of this interpretation and leaving the train. They began to engage such vehicles as the village could provide four-wheeled palkingarys waggoned draw by zebras, carriages that looked like perambulas, pagodas, palquines, ponies, and whatnot. Mr. Fogg and Sofrancis Comrati, after searching the village from end to end, came back without having found anything. I shall go afoot, said Philly's Fogg. It was part two who had now rejoined his master, made a rye grimace as he thought of his magnificent but two frail Indian shoes. Happily, he too had been looking about him, and after a moment, hastened, said, Monsur, I think I found a means of conveyance. What? An elephant. An elephant that belongs to the Indian who lives by a hundred steps from here. Let's go and see the elephant, replied Mr. Fogg. They soon reached a small hut, near which, enclosed within some high palings, was the animal in question. An Indian came out of the hut, and at their request conducted them within the enclosure. The elephant, which its owners had reared not for a beast of burden, but for warlike purposes, was half domesticated. The Indian had begun already, by often irritating him, and feeding him every three months on sugar and butter, to impart to him a ferocity not in his nature. This method being often employed by those who trained the Indian elephants for battle. Happily, however, from Mr. Fogg, the animals' instructions in this direction had not gone far, and the elephant still preserved his natural gentleness. Keani, this was the name of the beast, could doubtless travel rapidly for a long time, and in default of any other means of conveyance, Mr. Fogg resolved to hire him, but elephants are far from cheap in India, where they are becoming scarce, and males, which alone are suitable for circus shows, and more so especially, as but a few of them are domesticated, when therefore Mr. Fogg proposed to the Indian to hire Keani. He refused, punt blank. Mr. Fogg persisted, offering the excessive sum of ten pounds an hour for the loan of the beast to Alabad. He refused, twenty pounds, refused also, forty pounds, still refused, was part to jump out each advance, but the Indian declined to be tempted, yet the offer was an alluring one, for supposing it took the elephant fifteen hours to reach Alabad. His owner would receive no less than six hundred pounds sterling. Philly's Fogg, without getting in the lease floored, then proposed to purchase the animal outright, at the first offering a thousand pounds for him. The Indian perhaps thinking he was going to make a great bargain, still refused. So Francis Comrade took Mr. Fogg aside, and begged him to reflect before he went any further, to which that gentleman replied that he was not in the habit of acting rashly, that a bet of twenty thousand pounds was at stake, that the elephant was absolutely necessary to him, and that he would secure him if he had to pay twenty times his value, returning to the Indian, whose small sharp eyes, glistening with afar ice, betrayed that with him it was only a question of how great a price he could obtain Mr. Fogg, offered first twelve hundred, and then fifteen hundred, eighteen hundred, two thousand pounds, was part two usually so Rubikund was fairly white with suspense. At two thousand pounds the Indian yielded. What a price, good heavens! cried Philly, for an elephant. It only remained now to find a guide, which was comparatively easy. A young Pellsy, with an intelligent face, offered his services, which Mr. Fogg accepted, promising so generous a reward as to materially stimulate his zeal. The elephant was led out and equipped. The Parsi, who was an accomplished elephant driver, covered his back with a sort of saddle cloth, and attached to each of his flanks some curiously uncomfortable how-does. Philly's Fogg paid the Indian with some banknotes, which he extracted from the famous carpet bag, a proceeding that seemed to deprive the poorest part of his vitals. Then he offered to carry Sir Francis to Alabad, which the Brigadier gratefully accepted. As one of the travellers, more would not be likely to fatigue the gigantic beef. Provisions were purchased at Colby, and while Sir Francis and Mr. Fogg took the how-dads on either side, as part two, got astride the saddle cloth between them, the Parsi perched himself on the elephant's neck, and at nine o'clock they set out from the village, the animal marching off through the dense forest of palms by the shortest cut. End of Chapter 11. This has been a TVOL3 production. This is LibriVox Recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. That's L-I-B-R-I-V-O-X.org. Around the World in 80 Days by Jules Hearn. Chapter 11. In which Phyllis Fogg and his companions venture across the Indian forests, and what ensured. In order to shorten the journey, the guide passed to the left of the line, where the railway was still in process of being built. This line, owing to the capricious turnings of the Vindhyaah Mountains, did not pursue a straight course. The Pharisee, who was quite familiar with the roads and paths in this district, declared that they would gain 20 miles by striking directly through the forest. Phyllis Fogg and Sir Francis Comrade Plunged to the Neck in the pysilier Hall of Douz provided for them. For were horribly jostled by the swift trotting of the elephant, spurred on as he was by the skillful Pharisee, but they endured discomfort with true British phlegm, talking little and scarcely able to catch a glimpse of each other. As for Puspart II, who was mounted on the beast's back and received direct force of each conscious as he trod along, he was very careful in accordance with his master's advice to keep his tongue from between his teeth, as it would otherwise have been bitten off short. The worthy fellow bounced from the elephant's neck to his rump and vultured like a clown on a springboard, yet he laughed in the midst of his bouncing and from time to time took a piece of sugar out of his pocket and inserted it into Kwani's trunk, who received it without in the least slacking his regular trot. After two hours the guide stopped the elephant and gave him an hour for rest, during which Kwani, after quenching his thirst at a neighboring spring set to devour the branches and scrubs round about him, neither Sir Francis nor Mr. Fogg regretted the delay and both dissented with a feeling of relief. Why, he's made of iron, exclaimed the general gazing admirably on Kwani. Or forged iron, replied Puspartu, as he set about preparing a hasty breakfast. At noon the Pharisee gave the signal of departure. The country soon presented a very savage aspect. Copsess of dates and dwarf palms succeeded the dense forest, then vast dry plains dotted with scanty shrubs and sown with great blocs of cyanite. All this portion of Bundelkut, which is little frequented by travelers, is inhabited by a fanatical population hardened in the most horrible practices of the Hindu faith. The English have not been able to secure complete dominance over this territory, which is subject to the influence of Rahaz, whom it is most impossible to reach in their inaccessible mountain fastnesses. The travelers several times saw bands of ferocious Indians who, when they perceived the elephant riding across country, made angry and threatening motions. The Pharisee avoided them as much as possible. Few animals were observed on the routes. Even the monkeys hurried from their path with counteractions and grimaces with convulsed Pespartu with laughter. In the midst of his janty, however, one thought troubled the worthy servant. What would Mr. Fogg do with the elephant when he got to Allahabad? Would he carry him on with him? Impossible! The cost of transporting him would make him renuously expensive. Would he sell him or set him free? The estimable beast certainly deserved some consideration. Should Mr. Fogg choose to make him Pespartu a present of Qwani, he would be very much embarrassed. And these thoughts did not cease worrying him for a long time. The principal chain of the Vindis was crossed by eight in the evening and another halt was made on the northern slope. In the ruined bungalow, they had gone nearly 25 miles that day and an equal distance still separated them from the station of Allahabad. The night was cold. The Pharisee lit a fire in the bungalow with a few dry branches and the warmth was very grateful. The provisions purchased at Colby suffice for supper and the travelers ate ravenously. The conversation beginning with a few disconnected phrases soon gave place to loud and steady snores. The guide watch Qwani who slept standing bolstering himself against the trunk of a large tree. The night occurred during the night to disturb the slumbers although occasionally growls, front panthers, and chatterings of monkeys broke the silence and more formidable beasts made no cries or hostile demonstrating against the occupants of the bungalow. So Francis slept heavily like an honest soldier overcome with fatigue and was wrapped in an easy dream of the bouncing of the day before. As for Mr. Fog, he slumbered as peacefully as if he had been in his Siri mansion in Savile Row. The journey was resumed at 6 in the morning. The guide hoped to reach Allahabad by evening. In that case, Mr. Fog would only lose part of the 48 hours safe since the beginning of the tour. Qwani resuming his rapid grit ascended the lower spurs of Qwani and towards noon they passed by the village of Qalinger on the Kani, one of the branches of the Genghis. The guide avoided inhabited places thinking it safer to keep the open country which lies along the first depressions of the basin of the Great River. Allahabad was now only 12 miles to the northeast. They stopped under a clump of bananas of which as healthy as a bread and as succulent as the cream was amply partaken of and appreciated. At 2 o'clock the guide entered a thick forest which extended several miles he preferred to travel under cover of the woods. They had not as yet had any unpleasant encounters and the journey seemed on the point of being successfully accomplished when the elephant becoming restless suddenly stopped. It was then 4 o'clock what's the matter as Sir Francis putting out his head I don't know officer replied the power see listening attentively to the confused murmur which came through the thick branches the murmur soon became more distinct. It now seemed like a distant concert of human voices accompanied by brass instruments which part through was all eyes and ears. Mr. Fogg patiently waited without a word. The Pharisee jumped to the ground fastened the elephant to a tree and plunged into the thicket. He soon returned saying Approachiness of Brahmi is coming this way. We must prevent their seeing us if possible. The guide took the elephant and led him into a thicket at the same time asking the travelers not to stir. He held himself ready to best ride the animal at a moment's notice. Shoulder flight became necessary but he eventually thought that the precision of the faithful would pass without perceiving them amid the thicket foliage in which they were wholly concealed. The discordant tones of the voices and instruments drew near and now droning the songs mingled with the sound of tambourines and cycles the head of the precision soon appeared beneath the trees. A hundred paced away and the strange figures who performed the religious ceremony were easily distinguished through the branches. First came the priests with mitrists on their heads and claws in long robes they were surrounded by men, women, and children who sang a kind of lumbarous psalm interrupted at regular intervals by the tambourines and cyblons while behind him was drawn a car with large wheels the spokes of which represented serpents entwined with each other upon the car which was drawn by four richly caperis and zebus stood a hideous statue with four arms a body calmed a dull red with haggard eyes disheveled hair protruding tongue and lips tinted with detail. It stood upright upon the figure of a prostrate and headless giant. Sir Francis recognized the statue whispering the goddess Caille the goddess of love and death of death perhaps muttered back to but the love the ugly old hag never. The Pharisee made a motion to keep silent a group of old phycales departing the making a wild adieu round the statue. These were striped with ochre and covered with cuts whence their blood healed drop by drop. Stupid fanatics who in the great Indian ceremonies still throw themselves under the wheels of juganut some Brahms clawed in all soreness of oriental apparel and leading a woman who faltered at every step followed this woman was young and as fair as European her head and neck shoulders, ears arms, hands and toes were loaded down with jewels and gems with bracelets, earrings and rings while a tunic bordered with gold covered with a light muslin robe betrayed the outlying of her form. The guards who followed the young woman presented a violent contrast to her armed as they were with naked sabres hung to the waist and long domestic pistols and bearing a corpse Palaan queen it was the body of an old man gorgeously arrayed in the hamblements of a Rahakh wearing as in life a turban embroidered with pearls a robe of tissue of silk and gold a scarf of Kashmir sealed with diamonds and the magnificent weapons of a Hindu prince Next came the musicians and a really guard of peppering faquers whose cries sometimes drowned the noise of the instruments these closed the Prostyans So Francis watched the Prostyans with a sad continence and turned to the guide said the Prostyans nodded and put his finger to his lips the Prostyans slowly wound under the trees and soon its last ranks disappeared in the depths of the wood the songs gradually died away occasional cries were heard in the distance until at last all was silent again Philly's fog had heard what Sir Francis said and soon as the Prostyans had disappeared asked what is a suti return the general is a human sacrifice but a voluntary one the woman you have just seen will be burned tomorrow at the dawn of day oh the scoundrels cried Pespartu who could not repress his indignation and the corpse asked Mr. Fogg is that of the prince her husband said the guide is the attendant Rahe of Bundelik here is it possible resumed Mr. Fogg his voice betraying not the last emotion that these barbards customs still exist in India and that the English have been unable to put a stop to them these sacrifices do not occur in the larger portion of India if replied Sir Francis but we have no power over these savage territories and especially here in Bundelikad the whole district north of the vineas is the three tail of incestant murders and pillage the poor wretch explained Pespartu to be burned alive yes return Sir Francis and if she were not you cannot conceive what treatment would be obliged to submit to from her relatives they would shave off her hair feed her on a scanty allowance of rice treat her with content she would be looked upon as an unclean creature and would die in some corner like a scurvy dog the prospect of so frightful and existence drive these poor creatures to the sacrifice much more than love or religion fantasism sometimes however the sacrifice is really voluntary and it requires the active interference of the government to prevent it several years ago when I was living at Bombay a young widow as permission of the government to be burned along with her husband's body as you may imagine he refused the woman left the town took refuge with an independent raha and there carried out herself devoted purpose while Sir Francis was speaking the guy took his head several times and now said the sacrifices which will take place tomorrow at dawn is not a voluntary one how do you know everybody knows about this affair in Vwanda but the wretched creature did not seem to be making any resistance observed Sir Francis this was because they had intoxicated her with fumes of hemp and opium but where are they taking her to the pagoda of Palaea two miles from here she will pass the night there and the sacrifice will take place tomorrow at the first light of dawn the guide now led the elephant out of the thicket and leapt upon his neck just at the moment that he was about to urge Qwani forward with a peculiar whistle Mr. Fogg stalked him and turned to Sir Francis Qwama RRT and said suppose we save this woman save the woman Mr. Fogg I have yet 12 hours to spare I can devote them to that why you are a man of heart sometimes replied Philly's Fogg quietly I have the time end of Chapter 12 this has been a TBLL3 production this is a LibriVox recording all LibriVox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit LibriVox.org that's L-I-B-R-I-V-O-X .org Around the World in 80 Days by Jules Verne Chapter 13 in which Prespartout received a new proof that fortune favors the brave the project was a bold one full of difficulty perhaps impractical Mr. Fogg was going to risk life or at least liberty and therefore the success of his tour but he did not hesitate and he found in Sir Francis Qwama RRT enthusiastic ally as for Prespartout he was ready for anything that might be proposed his master's idea charmed him he perceived a heart a soul under that icy exterior began to love Philly's Fogg there remained the guide of course would he adopt would he not take part with the Indians in default of his assistant it was necessary to be assured of his neutrality Sir Francis frankly put the question to him officers replied the guide I am a Parsi and that woman is a Parsi command me as you will Excellent said Mr. Fogg however resumed the guide it is certain not only that we should risk our lives but horrible torture this is foreseen replied Mr. Fogg I think we must wait till night before acting I think so said the guide the worthy Indian gave some account of the victim who he said was a celebrated beauty of the Parsi race that daughter of a wealthy Bombay merchant she had received a thoroughly English education in that city and from her manners and intelligence would be thought an European her name was Ayodha left an orphan she was a married a guest her will to the old Raja of Bundklad and knowing the fate that awaited her she escaped was retaken and devoted by the Raja relatives who had an interest in her death sacrifice from which it seemed she could not escape the Parsi's narrative only confirmed Mr. Fogg and his companions in their genuine design it was decided that the guide should direct the elephant towards the Pagoda of Pelagia which he accordingly approached as quickly as possible they halted half an hour afterwards in a Copsie some 500 feet from the Pagoda where they were well concealed but they could not hear the groans and cries of the fakers distinctly they then discussed the means of getting at the victim the guide was familiar with the Pagoda of Pelagia in which as he declared the young woman was imprisoned could they enter any of its doors while its whole party of Indians was plunged into the darkness sleep or would it safer to attempt to make a hole in the wall this could only be determined at the moment and the place themselves but it was certain that the abduction must be made that night and not when at break of day the victim was led to her funeral then no human intervention could save her as soon as night fell about six o'clock they decided to make a reconnaissance around the Pagoda the cries of the fakers were just the Indians were in the act of plunging themselves into the drunkenness caused by liquid opium mingled with hemp and it might be possible to slip between them to the temple itself the far sea leading the others noiselessly crept through the wood and in ten minutes they found themselves on the bank of a small stream once by the light of rose and torches they perceived a pyrrhe of wood on the top of which lay the embalmed body which was to be burned with his wife the Pagoda whose minarets loomed above the trees in the deepening dust stood a hundred steps away come whispered the guide he slipped more cautiously than ever through the bush followed by his companions the silence around was only broken by the low murmuring of the wind among the branches soon the far sea stopped on the borders of the glade which was lit up by the torches the ground was covered by groups of the Indians motionless and their drunken sleep it seemed to a battlefield strewn which the dead men women and children in the background among the trees the pagoda of Philegia loomed distinctly much to the guide's disappointment the guards of the ria-ha lighted by torches were watching at the doors and marching to and fro with naked subress probably the priests too were watching within the Parcy now convinced that it was impossible to force an entrance to the temple advance no further but led his companions back in Phileg's fog in Sir Francis Comrade III also saw that nothing could be attempted in that direction they stopped and engaged in a whispered call quay it is only eight now said the brigadier and these guards may also go to sleep it is not possible return the Parcy they lay down at the foot of the tree he waited the time seemed long the guide ever annan left them to take an observation on the edge of the wood but the guards watched steadily by the glare of the torches and a dim light crept through the windows of the pagoda they waited till midnight but no change took place among the guards and it became apparent that their yielding to sleep could not be counted on the other plan must be carried out an opening in the walls of the pagoda must be made it remained to ascertain whether the priests were watching by the side of their victim as assiduously as were the soldiers at the door after the last consultation the guide announced that he was ready for the attempt and advancing followed by the others they took a roundabout way so as to get to the pagoda on the rear they reached the walls about half past twelve without having met anyone here there was no guard nor were there either windows or door the night was dark the moon on the wane scarcely the horizon and was covered with heavy clouds the height of the trees deepened the darkness it was not enough to reach the walls an opening in them must be accomplished and to attain this purpose the party only had their pocket knives happily the temple walls were built of brick and wood which could be penetrated with little difficulty and after one brick had been taken out the rest would deal easily they set noiselessly to work and the party on one side and the other began to loosen the bricks so as to make an aperture two feet wide they were getting unwrapedly when suddenly a cry was heard the interior of the temple followed almost instantly by other cries replying from the outside the spark through and the guide stopped had they been heard was the alarm given common prudence urged them to retire and they did so followed by Philly Spock and Sir Francis they again hid themselves in the wood and waited till the disturbance whatever it might be ceased holding themselves ready to resume their attempt without delay but awkwardly enough the guards now appeared at the rear of the temple and there installed themselves in readiness to prevent a surprise it would be difficult to describe the disappointment of the party thus interrupted in their work they could not now reach the victim how then could they save her Sir Francis shook his fists the spark through was beside himself and the guide gnashed his teeth with rage the tranquil fog waited without retrain any emotion we have nothing to do but to go away whispered Sir Francis nothing but to go away echoed the guide stop said fog I'm only due at Elabad tomorrow before noon said Sir Francis in a few hours it will be daylight and the change which now seems lost may present itself at the last moment Sir Francis would have liked to read Philly's fog's eyes what was this cool Englishman thinking of was he planning to make a rush for the young woman at the very moment of the sacrifice and boldly snatched her from her executioners this would be utter Philly and it was hard to admit that fog was such a fool Sir Francis consented however to remain to the end of this terrible drama the guide led them up to rear of the glad where they were able to observe the sleeping groups meanwhile the Spartu who had perched himself on the lower banks of the trees was resolving an idea which had at first struck him like a flash and which was now firmly lodged in his brain he had commenced by saying to himself what Philly and then he repeated why not after all it's a chance perhaps the only one and with such thoughts thinking thus he slipped with that supless of a serpent to the lowest branches the ends of which bent almost to the ground the hours passed and the lighter shades now announced the approach of day though it was not yet light this was the moment the slumbering multitude became animated the tambourine sounded songs and cries arose the hour of the sacrifice had come the doors of the pagoda swung open and the bright light escaped from its interior in the midst of which Mr. Fogg and Sir Francis aspired the victim she seemed having shaken off the stupor of intoxication to be striving to escape from her executioner so Francis heart throbbed and convulsively seizing Mr. Fogg's hand found in it an open knife just as this moment the crowd began to move this young woman had again fallen into a stupor caused by the fumes of hemp and passed among the fakir who escorted her with their wild religious cries Philly's Fogg and his companions mingled in the rear ranks followed and two minutes they reached the banks of the stream and stopped fifty paces from the Philly upon which still lay the Raiha's corpse in the semi obscurity they saw the victim quite senseless stretched out beside her husband's body then a torch was brought and the wood heavily soaked oil instantly took fire at this moment Sir Francis and the guide seized Philly's Fogg who in an instinct of mad generosity was about to rush upon the pyre but he had quickly pushed them aside when the whole scene suddenly changed a cry of terror arose the whole multitude prostrated themselves terror stricken on the ground the old at Raiha was not dead then since he arose of a sudden like a spectre took up his wife in his arms and descended from the pyre in the midst of clouds of smoke which only heightened his ghostly appearance foikirs and soldiers and priests seized with instant terror lay there with their faces on the ground bearing to lift their eyes and behold such a prodigy the inanimate victim was born along by the vigorous arms which supported her and which she did not seem in the least to burden Mr. Fogg and Sir Francis to direct the parsi bowed his head and Pespartu was no doubt scarcely less stupefied the resuscatated Raiha approached Sir Francis and Mr. Fogg and in an abrupt tone said let us be off it was Pespartu himself who had slipped upon the pyre in the midst of the smoke profited by the still overtaking darkness had delivered the young woman from death it was Pespartu who playing his part with a happy audacity had passed through the crowd amid the general terror a moment after all four of the party had disappeared in the woods an elephant was bearing them away at a rapid pace but the cries and noise and a ball which whizzed through Philly's Fogg's hat apprised them that the trick had been discovered the old Raiha's body indeed now appeared upon the burning pyre and the priests recovered from their terror perceived that an abduction had taken place they hastened into the forest followed by the soldiers who fired a volley after the fugitives but the latter rapidly increased the distance between them an earlong found themselves beyond the reach of the bullets and arrows end of chapter 13 this has been a TBOL3 production this is a LibriVox recording all LibriVox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit LibriVox.org that's L-I-B-R-I-V-O-X dot org around the world in 80 days by Jules Verne in which Phyllis Fogg descends the whole length of the beautiful valley of the Genghis without ever thinking of seeing it the rash exploit had been accomplished and for an hour Pespartu laughed gaily at his successes Sir Francis pressed the worthy fellow's hand and his master said well done which from him was high at which Pespartu replied that all the credit of the affair belonged to Mr. Fogg as for him he had only been struck with a queer idea and he laughed to think that for a few moments he Pespartu the ex-gymnast ex-surgeon had been the spouse of a charming woman a venerable embalmed Raha as for the young Indian woman she had been unconscious throughout of what was passing and now wrapped up in a traveling blanket was reposing in one of the Haudas the elephant, thanks to the skillful guidance of the Persi was advancing rapidly through the still darksome forest and an hour after leaving the Pagoda had crossed a vast plain they made a halt at 7 o'clock the young woman being still in a state of complete prostration the guide made her drink a little brandy and water but the drowsiness which stupefied her could not yet be shaken off so Francis who was familiar with the effects of the intoxication produced by the fumes of hemp reassured his companions but he was more disturbed at the prospect of her future fate he told Philly's fog that should Ilda remain in India she would invulnerably fall again into the hands of her executioners these fanatics were scattered throughout the country and would, despite the English policy, recover their victim at Madras, Bombay or Calcutta she would only be safe by quitting India forever Philly's fog replied that he would reflect upon the matter the station at Alabad was reached at about 10 o'clock and the interrupted line of railway being resumed would enable them to reach Calcutta in less than 24 hours Philly's fog would thus be able to arrive in time to take the steamer which left Calcutta the next day October 25th at noon for Hong Kong the young woman was placed in one of the waiting rooms of the station with Pispatu was charged with purchasing for her various articles of toilet, a dress, shawl, and some furs for which his master gave him unlimited credit Pispatu started off and found himself in the streets of Alabad that is the city of God one of the most venerated in India, being built at the junction of the two sacred rivers, Genghis and Juma, the waters of which attract pilgrims from every part of the peninsula the Genghis, according to the legends of the Romain rises in heaven, whence according to a Brahms agency it descends to earth Pispatu made it a point as he made his purchases to take a good look at the city it was formally defended by a noble fort which has since become a state prison its commerce has dwindled away and Pispatu in vain looked about him for such a bizarre use to frequent in Regan street at least he came upon an elderly, crusty Jew who sold second hand articles and from who he purchased a dress of scotch stuff a large mantle and fine otter skin palesi for which he did not hassle to pay 75 pounds he then returned triumphantly to a station the influence to which the priests of palagi had subject Eodda began gradually to yield and she became more herself so that her fine eyes resumed all their soft Indian expression when the poet king Uqaf Udal celebrated the charms of the queen of Amehegre he speaks thus her shining dresses divided in two parts held the harmonious counter of her white and delicious cheeks brilliant in their glow and freshness her aboy brings how the firm and charm of the bow of Kama the god of love and beneath her long slicken lashes the proust reflection and a celestial light swim as the sacred lakes of Himalayas the pupils of her great clear eyes her teeth fine equal and white glittered between her smiling lips like dewdrop and a passion flowers half enveloped her delicately foamed ears her vermilion hands her little feet carved and tender as the lotus bad of the loveliest pearls of Ceylon the most dazzling diamonds of Galkhoda her narrow and supple waist which a hand may clasp around sets forth the outlines of her rounded figure and the beauty of her bosom which used in its flowers displays the wealth of its treasures and beneath the silken folds of her tunic she seems to have been modeled in pure silver by the godlike hand of Vig Varkama the immortal sculptor it is enough to say without applying this poetic repository to Eoda that she was a charming woman in all the European exception of the phrase spoke English with great purity and the guide had not exaggerated in saying that the young Pasi had been transformed by her bringing up the train was about to start from Alabad and Mr. Fogg proceeded to pay the guide the price agreed upon for his service and not affording more which astonished Pasparthu who remembered all that his master to the guide's devotion he had indeed risked his life in the adventure of Peja and if he should be caught afterwards by the Indians he would with difficulty escape their vengeance. Kwan also must be disposed of what should be done with the elephant which had been so dearly purchased Philias Fogg had already determined Pasi said he to the guide you have been serviceable and devoted I have paid you for your service but not for your devotion would you like to have this elephant he is yours the guide's eyes glistened your honor is giving me a fortune cried he take him guide returned Mr. Fogg and I shall still be your debtor good explained Pasparthu take him friend Kwan is a brave and faithful beast and going up to the elephant he gave him several lumps of sugar saying here Kwan here here the elephant grunted out his satisfaction and clasping Pasparthu around the waist with his trunk lifted him as high as his head Pasparthu not in the least alarmed caressed the animal which replaced him gently on the ground soon after Philias Fogg Sir Francis Camerati and Pasparthu installed in a carriage with Eoda who had the best seat were whirling at full speed towards Benares it was a run of 80 miles and was accomplished in 2 hours during the journey the young woman fully recovered her senses what was her astonishment to find herself in this carriage on the railway dressed in European habliments and with travelers who are quite strangers to her her companions first set about fully recovering her with a little liquor and then Sir Francis narrated to her what had passed dwelling upon the carriage with which Philias Fogg had not hastened to risk his life to save her and recounting that happy sequel of the venture that resulted Pasparthu's rash adit Mr. Fogg said nothing while Pasparthu abashed kept repeating that it wasn't worth telling Eoda pathetically thanked her deliverers rather with tears than words her fine eyes interpreted her gratitude better than her lips then as her thoughts strayed back to the scene of the sacrifice and recalled the dangers which still menaced her she shattered with terror Philias Fogg understood what was passing in Eoda's mind and offered in order to reassure her to escort her to Kong Kong where she might remain safely until the affair was hushed up an offer which she eagerly and gratefully accepted she had it seems a Pasparthu relation who was one of the principal merchants of Hong Kong which is wholly an English city though on an island on the Chinese coast at half past 12 train stopped at Barnares the Brahmin legends asserted that this city is built on the site of the ancient Kasi which like Mohait's tomb was once suspended between having the birth though the Barnares of today which the Orientus call the Athens of India stands quite unpoetically on the solid earth the Pasparthu caught glimpses of its brick houses and clay huts giving an aspect of desolation to the place as the train entered it Barnares was Sir Francis Comrade's destination the troops he was rejoining being encamped some miles northward of the city he made a duo to Philly's fog wishing him all success and expressing the hope that he would come that way again in less original but more profitable fashion Mr. Fogg lightly pressed him by the hand the parting of Euda who did not forget what she owed to Sir Francis and as for Pasparthu he received a hearty shake of the hand from the gallant general the railway on leaving Barnares passed for a while along the valley of Genghis throughout the window of the carriage the travelers had glimpses of the diversified landscape of Bahar which its mountains clothed in vendor its fields of burley wheat and corn jungles people with green alligators its neat villages and its still sticky leaves forest elephants were bathing in the waters of the sacred river and groups of Indians despite advanced sessions and chilly air were performing solemnly their poyes ablutions were fervent Brahmins the bitterest foes of Buddhism their duties being Vishnu the solar god Shiva and divine impersonation of natural forces and Brahma the supreme ruler of priests and legislators what would these divinches think of India as it is today with steamers, whistles and scooting along the Genghis frightened the goals which float upon its surface the turtles swimming along its banks and the faithful dwelling upon its borders the Phenarma passed before their eyes like a flash save when the steam concealed it fully from view the travelers could scarcely discern the four of Chupani 20 miles south westward from Benares the ancient stronghold of the Rangas of Mehore of Ghazipur and its famous roadwater factories or the tomb of Lord Kronwal's rising on the left bank of the Genghis the fortified town of Luxor and Panta a large manufacturing and trading place where is held the principal opium market of India on Mogher a more than European town for its English as much as of Benares with its iron fonderies egg toll factories and high chimneys putting clouds of black smoke heavenward night came on the train passed on at full speed in the midst of the roaring of the tigers, bears and wolves which fled before the locomotive and the marvels of Bengal Golkoda, Runingore Marshabad the ancient capital Badwin-Hogli and the French town of Chengduvar and the Genghis have been proud to see his country flag flying were hidden from view in the darkness Golkoda was reached at 7 in the morning and the packet left for Hong Kong at noon so that Philly's fog had five hours before him according to this journal he was due at Golkoda on the 25th of October and that was the exact day of his actual arrival he was therefore neither behind hand nor ahead of time the two days gained between London and Bombay had been lost as has been seen in the journey across India but it is not to be surprised that Philly's fog regretted them and of Chapter 14 this has been a TBOL3 production this is a LibriVox recording all LibriVox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit LibriVox.org that's L-I-B-R-I-V-O-X .org Around the World in 80 Days by Jules Verne Chapter 15 in which the bag of banknotes disgorges some thousands of pounds more the train entered the station and Pasparthu jumped out first was followed by Mr. Fogg who assisted his fair companion to descent Philly's fog intended to proceed at once to the Hong Kong steamer in order to get Eoda comfortably settled for the voyage he was unwilling to leave her while they were still on dangerous ground just as he was leaving the station a policeman came up to him and said I am he is this man your servant as the policeman pointing to Pasparthu yes be so good both of you as to follow me Mr. Fogg betrayed no surprise whatever the policeman was a representative of the law and law is sacred to an Englishman Pasparthu tried to reason about the matter but the policeman tapped him with his stick and Mr. Fogg was unable to obey may this young lady go with us as to she may replied the policeman Mr. Fogg, Eoda and Pasparthu were conducting to a pylchigure a sort of four-wheel carriage drawn by two horses in which they took their places and were driven away no one spoke during the twenty minutes which elapsed they reached their destination the first passage through the black town with its narrow streets its miserable dirty huts and squalid population that then through the European town which presented a relief in its bright brick mansions shaded by coconut trees and bristling with masts where, although it was early morning elegantly dressed horsemen and handsome equibagas were passing back and forth the carriage stopped before a modest looking house which however did not have the appearance of a private mansion the policeman having requested his persons for so truly they might be called and conducted them into a room with barred windows and said, you'll appear before Judge Obadia at half past eight he then retired and closed the door why are we prisoners, exclaimed Pasparthu falling into a chair Eoda, with an emotion she tried to conceal said to Mr. Fogg, sir you must leave me to my fate it is on my account that you receive this treatment it is for having saved me Phyllis Fogg contended himself with saying that it was impossible it was quite unlikely that he should be arrested for preventing a suti, the complainants would not dare present themselves with such a charge there was some mistake moreover, he would not in any event abandon Eoda but would escort her to Hong Kong but the steamer leaves at noon observed Pasparthu nervously we shall be on board by noon replied his master placidly it was said so positively that Pasparthu could not help muttering to himself parblil, that's certain before noon we should be on board but he was by no means reassured at half past eight the door opened the policeman appeared requested them to follow him led the way to an adjoining hall it was evidently a courtroom and a crowd of Europeans and natives already occupied the rear of the apartment Mr. Fogg and his two companions took their place on a bench opposite the desks of the magistrate and his clerk immediately after judge Obadia, a fat round man followed by the clerk entered, he proceeded to take down a wig which was hanging on a knell and put it hurriedly on his head the first case said he, then putting his hands to his head he examined heh, this is not my wig, no your worship return the clerk it is mine my dear mister how can a judge give a wise sentence in a clerk's wig the wigs were exchanged Pesparto was getting nervous for the hands on the face of the big clock over the judge seemed to go around with terrible rapidity the first case repeated the judge Filius Fogg demanded Osterpuff I'm here, replied Mr. Fogg Pesparto, present, responded Pesparto, good said the judge you have been looked for prisoners for two days on the trains from Bombay, but of what are we accused, asked Pesparto impatiently, you are about to be informed I'm an English subject sir said Mr. Fogg, and I have the right have you been ill treated enough to tell, very well let the complaints come in a door was swung open by order of the judge, and three Indian priests entered that's it, my dear Pesparto there are the rogues who were going to burn our young lady the priest took their places in front of the judge and the clerk proceeded to read in a loud voice a complaint of sacrilege against Filius Fogg and his servant who were accused of having violated a place held consecrated by the Brahmin religion you bear the charge asked the judge, yes sir replied Mr. Fogg, consulting his watch and I admit it you admit it, I admit it and I wish to hear these priests admit, in their turn what they were going to do at the pagoda of Filius Fogg the priests looked at each other they did not seem to understand yes, cried Pesparto warmly at the pagoda of Filius Fogg where they where they were on the point of burning their victim the judge started with astonishment and the priests were stupefied what victim, said judge Ovadia burned whom in Bombay itself Bombay, cried Pesparto certainly, we are not talking of the pagoda of Filius Fogg but of the pagoda of Malabar hill at Bombay and as a proof added the clerk here are the desecrators at various shoes which he left behind him whereupon he placed a pair of shoes on his desk my shoes, cried Pesparto in a surprise for making this imprudent exclamation to escape him the confession of master and man who had quite forgotten the affair at Bombay for which they were not detained at Calcutta maybe imagined Fogg, the detective, had foreseen the advantage which Pesparto's escopada gave him and delaying his departure for 12 hours had consulted the priests of Malabar hill knowing that the English authorities dealt very severely with the kind of misdemeanor he promised them a goodly sum in damages and sent them forward to Calcutta by the next train owing to the delay caused by the rescue of the young widow Fix and the priest reached the Indian capital before Mr. Fogg and his servant the magistrates having been already warned to arrest them should they arrive Fix's disappointment when he learned that Philly's Fogg had not made his appearance in Calcutta maybe imagined he made up his mind that the robber had stopped somewhere on the route and taken refuge in the southern providences for 24 hours Fix watched the station with feverish anxiety at last he was rewarded for being Mr. Fogg and Pespartu arrive accompanied by a young woman whose precentious he was wholly at a loss to explain he hastened for a policeman and this was how the party came to be arrested and brought before Judge Obadia had Pespartu been a little less preseptuous he would have lived and scuntered in the corner of the courtroom watching the proceedings with an interest easily understood for the warrant had failed to reach him at Calcutta as it had done at Bombay and Swizz Judge Oroa had fortunately caught Pespartu's rash explanation which the poor fellow would have given the world to recall the facts are admitted as the Judge admitted replied Mr. Fogg coldly as much as the English law protects equality and sternly the religions of the Indian people and as the man Pespartu has admitted that he violated the sacred pagoda of Malabar Hill at Bombay on the 20th of October I condemn this said Pespartu for 15 days and a fine of 300 pounds 300 pounds Pespartu at the largeness of the sum silence shouted the constable and in as much continued the Judge as it is not proved that the act was not done by the Kenevins of the master which the servant and as the master in any case must be held responsible for the acts of his paid servant I condemn Philly's Fogg to a week's imprisonment and a fine of 150 pounds Fakes rubbed his hands softly with satisfaction if Philly's Fogg could be detained in Calcutta a week it would be more than enough time for the warrant to arrive Pespartu was stupefied a wager of 20,000 pounds lost because he like a precious fool had gone into the abdomen pagoda Philly's Fogg a self-composed as if the Judge did not in the least concern him did not even lift his eyebrow while it was being pronounced just as the clerk was calling the next case he rose and said I offer bail you have the right return the Judge fix his blood ran cold but he resumed his composure when he heard the Judge announced that the bail required for each prisoner would be 1000 pounds I will pay it at once said Mr. Fogg taking a roll of banknotes from the carpet bag which Pespartu had by him and placed them on the clerk's desk the sum will be restored to you upon release from prison said the Judge meanwhile you are liberated on bail come said Philly's Fogg to his servant but let them at least give me back my shoes Pespartu angrily ah these are pretty dear shoes he muttered as they were handed to him more than a thousand pounds apiece besides they pinched my feet Mr. Fogg offering his arm to Eoda then departed followed by the crestfallen Pespartu fix still nourished hopes that the robber would not after all leave the 2000 pounds behind him but would decide to serve out his week in jail and issued forth on Mr. Fogg's traces that gentleman took a carriage and the party were soon landed on one of the Quays the Rengoon was moored half a mile off in the harbor its signal of departure hoisted at the masthead 11 o'clock was striking Mr. Fogg was an hour in advance of time fix saw them leave the carriage and push off in a boat for the steamer and stamped his feet with disappointment the rascal is off after all he exclaimed 2000 pounds sacrificed he is a prodigal as a thief I'll follow him to the end of the world if necessary but at the rate he's going the storm money will soon be exhausted the detective was not far wrong in making this conjecture since leaving London what with traveling expenses bribes the purchase of the elephant bells and fines Fogg had already spent more than 5000 pounds on the way and the percentage of the sum recovered from the bank robber promised to the detectives was rapidly diminishing end of chapter 15 this has been a TBLL3 production this is a LibriVox recording our LibriVox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit LibriVox.org that's L-I-B-R-I-V-O-X .org Around the World in 80 Days by Jules Ferne Chapter 16 in which Fogg's does not seem to understand in the least what is said to him the Rangoon one of the peninsular and oriental boats flying in the Chinese and Japanese seas was a screw steamer built of iron weighing about 1700 and 70 tons and with engines of 400 horsepower she was as fast but not as well fitted up as the Mongolia and Eoda was not as comfortably provided for on board of her as Philly's Fogg could have wished however the trip from Calcutta to Hong Kong only comprised some 3500 miles occupying from 10 to 12 days and the young woman was not difficult to please during the first days of the journey Eoda became better acquainted with her partner and constantly gave evidence of her deep gratitude for what he had done the Phlegmatic gentleman listened to her appreciantly at least with coldness neither his voice nor his manner betraying the slightest emotion but he seemed to be always on the watch that nothing should be wanting to Eoda's comfort her regularly each day at certain hours not so much to talk himself as to sit and hear her talk he treated her with the strictest politeness but with the precision of an automation the movements of which had been arranged for this purpose Eoda did not quite know what to make of him though Pespartu had given her some hints of his master's eccentricity and made her smile by telling her of the wager which was sending him around the world after all showed Phileas Phogg her life and she always regarded him through the exalting medium of her gratitude Eoda confirmed the Persis's narrative of her touching history she did indeed belong to the highest of the native races of India many of the Persi merchants have made great fortunes there by dealing in cotton and one of them, Sir Jamatsi was made a Barnett by the English government Eoda was a relative of this great man and it was his cousin Jeje whom she hoped to join at Hong Kong whether she would find a protector in him she could not tell but Mr. Phogg eased to calm her anxieties and assure her that everything would be mathematically he used the very word arranged Eoda fastened her great eyes clear as the scared lakes of the Himalaya upon him but the intractable Phogg as reserved as ever did not seem at all inclined to throw himself at this lake the first few days of the voyage passed prosperously amid favorable weather and propititious winds and they soon came in sight of the great Andaman the principal of the islands the Bay of Bengal with its picturesque saddle peak at 400 feet high looming above the watchers the steamer passed along near the shores but the savage papoons who are in the lowest scale of humanity but are not as he had been asserted cannibals did not make their appearance the panorama of the islands as they streamed by them a superb vast forests of palms are ex bamboo keekwood of the gigantic mimoza and tree-like ferns covered the foreground while behind the graceful outline of the mountains were traced against the sky and along the coasts swarmed by thousands the precious swallows whose nests furnished a luxurious dish to the tables of the celestial empire the varied landscape afforded by the Andaman islands was soon passed however and the ragoon rapidly approached the straits of melaka which gave the access to the china seas what was detective fix so unluckily drawn one from country to country doing all this while he had managed to embark on the ragoon at kel kaita without being seen by pespartu after leaving orders that if the warrant should arrive it should be forwarded to him at Hong Kong and he hoped to conceal his presence to the end of the voyage it would have been difficult to explain why he was on board without awakening pespartu's suspicions who thought him still at Bombay but necessity impelling him nevertheless to renew his acquaintance with the worthy servant as will be seen all the detective's hopes and wishes were now on Hong Kong for the steamers stay at singapore would be too brief to enable him to take any steps there the rest must be made at Hong Kong or the robber would probably escape him forever Hong Kong was the last english ground on which he could set foot beyond china, japan, america offered to fog an almost certain huge if the warrant should at least make its appearance at Hong Kong fix could arrest him and give him into the hands of the local police and there would be no further trouble but beyond Hong Kong a simple warrant would be of no avail an extradition warrant would be necessary and that would result in delays obstacles of which the rascal would take advantage to elude justice fix thought over these probabilities during the long hours which he spent in his cabin and kept repeating to himself now either the warrant will be at Hong Kong in which case I shall arrest my man or it will not be there and this time it is absolutely necessary that I should delay his departure I have failed at Bombay and I have failed at Calcutta if I fell at Hong Kong my reputation is lost cost what it may I must succeed but how shall I I prevent his departure if that shall turn out to be my last resource fix made up his mind that if worse came to worse he would make a confident of Puspartu and tell him what kind of fellow his master really was that Puspartu was not fog's accomplice he was never certain the servant and lightened by his disclosure and afraid of being himself implicated in the crime would doubtless become an ally of the detective but this method was a dangerous one only to be employed when everything else had failed a word from Puspartu to his master would ruin all the detective was therefore in a shore straight but suddenly a new idea struck him the presence of Eoda on the ragoon in company with Philius Fogg gave him new material for reflection who was this woman a combination of events had made her fog's traveling companion they had evidently met somewhere between Bombay and Calcutta but where how they met accidentally or had Fogg gone into the interior purposely in quest of this charming damsel Fixl was fairly puzzled he asked himself whether there had not been a wicked eulogpiment and this idea so impressed itself upon his mind that he determined to make use of this supposed intrigue whether the young woman was married or not he would be able to create such difficulties for Mr. Fogg at Hong Kong that he could not escape by paying any amount of money but could he even wait till they reached Hong Kong Fogg had an abominable way of jumping one boat to another and before anything could be effected might get full underway again Yokohama Fixl decided that he must warn the English authorities and signal the Regume before her arrival this was easy to do since the seamer stopped at Singapore once there is a telegraphic wire to Hong Kong he finally resolved moreover before acting more positively to question Pespartu it would not be difficult to make him talk and as there was no time to lose Fogg's prepared to make himself known it was now the 30th of October and on the following day the Regume was due at Singapore Fogg's emerged from his cabin and went on deck Pespartu was promending up and down in the forward part of the steamer the detective rushed forward with every appearance of extreme surprise and exclaimed you here on the Regume what? Monty of Iks are you on board? return the rally astonished Pespartu recognizing his crony of Mongolia why? I left you at Bombay and here you are to Hong Kong are you going round the world too? no no replied Fogg's I shall stop at Hong Kong at least for some days Pespartu who seemed for an instant perplexed but how is it I have not seen you on board since we left Kokkata oh a trifle seasickness I've been staying in my berth the Gulf of Bengal does not agree with me as well as the Indian Ocean and how is Mr Fogg? as well and as punctual as ever not a day behind time but once you are fixed you don't know that we have a young lady with us a young lady? replied the detective nothing to comprehend what was said Pespartu, the European son, recounted Eoda's history the affair at the Bombay Pagoda the purchase of the elephant for 2,000 pounds the rescue dearest and sentence of the Kokkata court and the restoration of Mr Fogg and himself to liberty on bail Fix a familiar with the last events seemed to be equally ignorant of all that Pespartu related and the latter was charmed to find so interesting a listener but does your master propose to carry this young woman to Europe? not at all you're simply going to the place her uncle the partition of one of her relatives in Hong Kong nothing to be done there canceled his disappointment a glass of gin Mr Pespartu willingly once you are fixed we must at least have a friendly glass on board the ragoon end of chapter 16 this has been a TBOL3 production this is a LibriVox recording all LibriVox recordings are in the public domain or to volunteer please visit LibriVox.org that's L-I-B-R-I-V-O-X dot org around the world in 80 days by Jules Fern Chapter 17 showing what happened on the voyage from Singapore to Hong Kong the detective and Pespartu met often on deck after this interview though Pespartu was reserved and did not attempt to induce his companion to divulge any more facts concerning Mr Fogg he caught a glimpse of that mysterious gentleman once or twice but Mr Fogg usually confided himself to the cabin where he kept ill the company or according to his inveterate habit took a hand at whisked Pespartu began very seriously to conjecture what strange chance kept Fogg's still on the route that his master was pursuing it was really worth considering why this certainly very amenable and complacent person whom he had first met at Suez had then encountered on board the Mongolia which was first embarked at Bombay which he announced as his destination and now turned up so unexpectedly on the lagoon was following Mr Fogg's tracks step by step what was Fogg's objective Pespartu was ready to wager his Indian shoes which he religiously preserved that Fogg's would also leave Hong Kong at the same time with them probably on the same steamer Pespartu might have coddled his brain for a century without hitting upon the real object which the detective had in view he never could have imagined that Fogg was being tracked as a robber around the globe but as it is in human nature to tempt the solution of every mystery Pespartu suddenly discovered an explanation of Fogg's movements which was in truth far from unreasonable Fogg's thought could only be an agent of Mr Fogg's friends at the reforming club sent to follow him up and to ascertain that he really went around the world as spin agreed upon it's clear repeated the worthy servant to himself proud his shrewdness he's a spy sent to keep us in view that isn't quite the thing either to be spying Mr Fogg who is so honorable man ah gentlemen of the reform this shall cost you dear Pespartu enchanted with his discovery resolving to say nothing to his master at least he should be justly offended at this mistrust on the part of his adversaries but he determined to chaff Fogg's when he had the chance with mysterious illusions which however need not betray his real suspicions during the afternoon of Wednesday 30th October the ragoon entered the stray of Malacca which separates the Puninsula of that name from Samatra the mountains and craggy islets intercepted the beauties of this noble island from view of the travelers the ragoon weighed anchor at Singapore the next day at 4 a.m. to receive coal having gained half a day on the prescribed time of her arrival Fogg noted this gain in his journal and then accompanied by Ailda who betrayed a desire for a walk on shore disembarked Fix who suspected Mr. Fogg's every moment followed them cautiously without being himself perceived while Pespartu laughing at his leave at Fix's maneuvers went about his usual errands none of Singapore is not imposing an aspect for there are no mountains yet its appearance is not without attractions it is a park checkered by pleasant highways and avenues a handsome carriage drawn by a sleek pair of New Holland horses carried Philly's Fogg and Ailda into the midst of rows of palms with brilliant floydge and of clove trees wherefore the clove's form the heart of a half open flower pepper plants replace the prickly hedges of European fields sage bushes large ferns with gorgeous branches buried the aspect of this tropical climate while not make trees in full foliage filled the air with a penetrating perfume agile and grinning bands of monkeys skipped about in the trees nor were tigers wanted in the jungles after a drive of two hours through the country Ailda and Mr. Fogg returned to the town which is a vast collection of heavy looking irregular houses surrounded by charming gardens rich in tropical fruits and plants and at ten o'clock they re-embarked closely followed by the detective who had kept them constantly in sight was part two who had been purchasing several dozen mangoes a fruit as large as good sized apples of a dark brown color outside and a bright red and whose white pulp melting in the mouth affords gourmands a delicious sensation was waiting for them on deck he was only too glad to offer some mangoes to Ailda who thanked him very graciously for them at eleven o'clock the Rangoon rode out of Singapore harbour and in a few hours the high mountains of Malacca with their forests inhabited by the most beautifully furnished tigers in the world were lost to view Singapore is distant some thirteen hundred miles from the island of Hong Kong which is a little English colony near the Chinese coast Philly's Fogg hoped to accomplish the journey in six days so as to be in time for the steamer which would leave on the 6th of November at Yokohama the principal Japanese port the Rangoon had a large quota of passengers many of whom disembarked at Singapore among the number of Indians Kelanese Chinaman and Portuguese second class travelers the weather which had his or two been fine changed with the last quota of the moon the sea rolled heavily and the wind at intervals rose almost to a storm but happily blew from the southwest thus aided the steamer's progress the captain as often as possible and under the double action of steam and sail the vessel made rapid progress along the coast of Anam and Koshin China owing to the defective construction of the Rangoon however usual practitioners became necessary in unfavorable weather but the loss of time which resulted from this cause while it nearly drove part two out of his senses did not seem to affect his master in the least but part two blinded the captain the engineer and the crew and consigned all who were connected with the ship to the land where the pepper grows perhaps the thought of the gas which was remorsely burning at his expense in a vile row impatient you are in a great hurry then said Fix to him one day to reach Hong Kong very great hurry Mr. Fong I suppose is anxious to catch the steamer for Yokohama terribly anxious you believe in this journey around the world then absolutely don't you Mr. Fix I don't believe a word of it you're a slide dog should pass far too this expression rather disturbed Fix without his knowing why had the Frenchman guessed his real purpose he knew not what to think but how could puss part two have discovered that he was a detective yet in speaking so he did the mad evidently met more than he expressed puss part two went still further the next day he could not hold his tongue Mr. Fix said he in a bantering tone shall we be so unfortunate as to lose you when we get to Hong Kong why reported Fix a little embarrassed I don't know perhaps if you'd only go on with us an agent of the peninsula company you know can't stop on the way you're only going to Bombay and here you are in China and from America to Europe is only step Fix looked intently at his companion whose countenance were as serene as possible and laughed with him but puss part two persisted in chaffing him by asking him if he made much by his present occupation yes and no return fix there is a good and bad luck but you must understand that I don't travel at my own expense oh I'm quite sure of that cried puss part two laughing heartily fix fairly puzzled descended at his cabin and gave himself up to his reflections he was evidently suspected somehow or other the Frenchman had found out that he was a detective but had he told his master what part was he playing in all this was he an accomplished or not was the game then up fix spent several hours turning these things over in his mind sometimes thinking that all was lost then persuading himself that fog was ignorant of his presence and then undecided what course it was best to take nevertheless he preserved his coolness of mind and at last resolved to deal plainly with puss part two if you did not find it practical to arrest fog at Hong Kong and if fog made preparations to leave that last foothold of English territory he fix would tell puss part two all even the servant was the accomplice of his master and in this case the master knew of his operations and he should fail or else the servant knew nothing about the robbery and then his interest would be to abandon the robber such was the situation between fix and puss part two meanwhile Philly's fog moved about above them in the most majestic and unconscious indifference he was passing methodically in his orbit around the world and he found a hard list of the lesser stars which gravitated around him yet there is near by what the astronomers would call a disturbing star which might have produced an agitation in this gentleman's heart but no the charm of Eoda failed to act to puss part two's great surprise and disturbances if they existed have been more difficult to calculate than those of Uranus which led to the discovery of Neptune it was every day an increasing wonder to puss part two who read in Eoda's eyes the depths of her gratitude to his master Philly's fog though brave and gallant must be he thought quite heartless as to the sentiment which the journey might have awakened in him there was clearly no trace of such a thing what porpoise part two existed in perpetual reveries one day he was leaning on the railing of the engine room now was observing the engine when a sudden pitch of the steamer through the screw out of the water the steamer came hissing out of the valve and dismayed for part two indignant the valves are not sufficiently charged he exclaimed we are not going all these English if this was an American craft we should blow up perhaps but we should at all events go faster end of chapter 17 this has been a TBO3 production