Mr. Fogg and His Party Cross the Pacific Ocean

What happened when the pilot-boat came in sight of Shanghai will be easily guessed. The signals made by the “Tankadere” had been seen by the captain of the Yokohama steamer, who, espying the flag at half-mast, had directed his course towards the little craft. Phileas Fogg, after paying the stipulated price of his passage to John Busby, and rewarding that worthy with the additional sum of five hundred and fifty pounds, ascended the steamer with Aouda and Fix; and they started at once for Nagasaki and Yokohama.

It is easy to guess what happened when the pilot boat came within sight of Shanghai. The captain of the Yokohama steamer had seen the signals from the “Tankadere.” Seeing the flag at half-mast, he steered toward the small boat. Phileas Fogg paid John Busby the agreed price for the passage and rewarded him with an additional five hundred and fifty pounds. Fogg then boarded the steamer with Aouda and Fix, and they set off at once for Nagasaki and Yokohama.

They reached their destination on the morning of the 14th of November. Phileas Fogg lost no time in going on board the “Carnatic,” where he learned, to Aouda’s great delight—and perhaps to his own, though he betrayed no emotion—that Passepartout, a Frenchman, had really arrived on her the day before.

They reached their destination on the morning of November 14. Phileas Fogg went straight aboard the “Carnatic.” There he learned that Passepartout, a Frenchman, had indeed arrived on the ship the day before. This delighted Aouda, and perhaps Fogg too, though he showed no emotion.

The San Francisco steamer was announced to leave that very evening, and it became necessary to find Passepartout, if possible, without delay. Mr. Fogg applied in vain to the French and English consuls, and, after wandering through the streets a long time, began to despair of finding his missing servant. Chance, or perhaps a kind of presentiment, at last led him into the Honourable Mr. Batulcar’s theatre. He certainly would not have recognised Passepartout in the eccentric mountebank’s costume; but the latter, lying on his back, perceived his master in the gallery. He could not help starting, which so changed the position of his nose as to bring the “pyramid” pell-mell upon the stage.

The steamer to San Francisco was scheduled to leave that very evening. So, if possible, they needed to find Passepartout without delay. Mr. Fogg sought help from the French and English consuls, but in vain. After wandering the streets for a long time, he began to despair of finding his missing servant. At last, chance, or perhaps a kind of presentiment, led him into the Honourable Mr. Batulcar’s theatre. He certainly would not have recognized Passepartout in his eccentric clown’s costume. But Passepartout, lying on his back, spotted his master in the gallery. He could not help starting in surprise. This shifted his nose and sent the “pyramid” tumbling onto the stage.

All this Passepartout learned from Aouda, who recounted to him what had taken place on the voyage from Hong Kong to Shanghai on the “Tankadere,” in company with one Mr. Fix.

Passepartout learned all this from Aouda. She told him what had happened on the voyage from Hong Kong to Shanghai. She had traveled aboard the “Tankadere” with a Mr. Fix.

Passepartout did not change countenance on hearing this name. He thought that the time had not yet arrived to divulge to his master what had taken place between the detective and himself; and, in the account he gave of his absence, he simply excused himself for having been overtaken by drunkenness, in smoking opium at a tavern in Hong Kong.

Passepartout’s expression did not change when he heard the name. He thought it was not yet time to tell his master what had happened between him and the detective. Instead, he explained his absence by saying he had become intoxicated while smoking opium at a tavern in Hong Kong.

Mr. Fogg heard this narrative coldly, without a word; and then furnished his man with funds necessary to obtain clothing more in harmony with his position. Within an hour the Frenchman had cut off his nose and parted with his wings, and retained nothing about him which recalled the sectary of the god Tingou.

Mr. Fogg listened to the story coldly, without a word. Then he gave his servant the money needed to buy clothes more suited to his position. Within an hour, the Frenchman had cut off his nose and gotten rid of his wings. Nothing about him still suggested that he was a follower of the god Tingou.

The steamer which was about to depart from Yokohama to San Francisco belonged to the Pacific Mail Steamship Company, and was named the “General Grant.” She was a large paddle-wheel steamer of two thousand five hundred tons; well equipped and very fast. The massive walking-beam rose and fell above the deck; at one end a piston-rod worked up and down; and at the other was a connecting-rod which, in changing the rectilinear motion to a circular one, was directly connected with the shaft of the paddles. The “General Grant” was rigged with three masts, giving a large capacity for sails, and thus materially aiding the steam power. By making twelve miles an hour, she would cross the ocean in twenty-one days. Phileas Fogg was therefore justified in hoping that he would reach San Francisco by the 2nd of December, New York by the 11th, and London on the 20th—thus gaining several hours on the fatal date of the 21st of December.

The steamer about to leave Yokohama for San Francisco belonged to the Pacific Mail Steamship Company. She was named the “General Grant.” She was a large, well-equipped paddle-wheel steamer of 2,500 tons, and she was very fast. A massive walking-beam rose and fell above the deck. At one end, a piston rod moved up and down. At the other, a connecting rod changed the straight-line motion into circular motion. The connecting rod was attached directly to the shaft of the paddles. The “General Grant” had three masts and could carry a large spread of sails. The sails gave her steam power considerable help. At twelve miles an hour, she would cross the ocean in twenty-one days. Phileas Fogg therefore had good reason to hope he would reach San Francisco by December 2 and New York by December 11. He hoped to reach London by December 20, arriving several hours before the crucial date of December 21.

There was a full complement of passengers on board, among them English, many Americans, a large number of coolies on their way to California, and several East Indian officers, who were spending their vacation in making the tour of the world. Nothing of moment happened on the voyage; the steamer, sustained on its large paddles, rolled but little, and the “Pacific” almost justified its name. Mr. Fogg was as calm and taciturn as ever. His young companion felt herself more and more attached to him by other ties than gratitude; his silent but generous nature impressed her more than she thought; and it was almost unconsciously that she yielded to emotions which did not seem to have the least effect upon her protector. Aouda took the keenest interest in his plans, and became impatient at any incident which seemed likely to retard his journey.

The ship was full of passengers. Among them were English people, many Americans, and a large number of laborers traveling to California. There were also several East Indian officers, who were spending their vacation traveling around the world. Nothing important happened during the voyage. Supported by its large paddle wheels, the steamer rolled very little, and the “Pacific” almost lived up to its name. Mr. Fogg was as calm and quiet as ever. His young companion felt increasingly attached to him by feelings beyond gratitude. His quiet but generous nature impressed her more than she realized. Almost without knowing it, she gave in to feelings that seemed to have no effect on her protector. Aouda took a keen interest in his plans and grew impatient with anything that seemed likely to delay his journey.

She often chatted with Passepartout, who did not fail to perceive the state of the lady’s heart; and, being the most faithful of domestics, he never exhausted his eulogies of Phileas Fogg’s honesty, generosity, and devotion. He took pains to calm Aouda’s doubts of a successful termination of the journey, telling her that the most difficult part of it had passed, that now they were beyond the fantastic countries of Japan and China, and were fairly on their way to civilised places again. A railway train from San Francisco to New York, and a transatlantic steamer from New York to Liverpool, would doubtless bring them to the end of this impossible journey round the world within the period agreed upon.

She often chatted with Passepartout, who noticed how she felt. As a most faithful servant, he never tired of praising Phileas Fogg’s honesty, generosity, and devotion. He tried to ease Aouda’s doubts about whether they would complete the journey. He told her that the hardest part was over. They were now beyond the fantastic countries of Japan and China and well on their way back to civilized places. A train from San Francisco to New York and a transatlantic steamship from New York to Liverpool would doubtless bring them to the end of this impossible journey around the world within the agreed time.

On the ninth day after leaving Yokohama, Phileas Fogg had traversed exactly one half of the terrestrial globe. The “General Grant” passed, on the 23rd of November, the one hundred and eightieth meridian, and was at the very antipodes of London. Mr. Fogg had, it is true, exhausted fifty-two of the eighty days in which he was to complete the tour, and there were only twenty-eight left. But, though he was only half-way by the difference of meridians, he had really gone over two-thirds of the whole journey; for he had been obliged to make long circuits from London to Aden, from Aden to Bombay, from Calcutta to Singapore, and from Singapore to Yokohama. Could he have followed without deviation the fiftieth parallel, which is that of London, the whole distance would only have been about twelve thousand miles; whereas he would be forced, by the irregular methods of locomotion, to traverse twenty-six thousand, of which he had, on the 23rd of November, accomplished seventeen thousand five hundred. And now the course was a straight one, and Fix was no longer there to put obstacles in their way!

On the ninth day after leaving Yokohama, Phileas Fogg had traveled exactly halfway around the globe. On November 23, the “General Grant” crossed the 180th meridian, at the point exactly opposite London. Mr. Fogg had, of course, used fifty-two of the eighty days allowed for the trip, leaving only twenty-eight. But though he was only halfway around the globe by longitude, he had actually completed two-thirds of the journey. He had been forced to make long detours from London to Aden, from Aden to Bombay, from Calcutta to Singapore, and from Singapore to Yokohama. If he could have followed the fiftieth parallel, the latitude of London, without deviating, the whole distance would have been only about twelve thousand miles. Instead, the available means of travel would force him to cover twenty-six thousand miles. By November 23, he had completed seventeen thousand five hundred of those miles. And now the route was straight, and Fix was no longer there to put obstacles in their way!

It happened also, on the 23rd of November, that Passepartout made a joyful discovery. It will be remembered that the obstinate fellow had insisted on keeping his famous family watch at London time, and on regarding that of the countries he had passed through as quite false and unreliable. Now, on this day, though he had not changed the hands, he found that his watch exactly agreed with the ship’s chronometers. His triumph was hilarious. He would have liked to know what Fix would say if he were aboard!

On November 23, Passepartout also made a joyful discovery. The stubborn fellow had insisted on keeping his famous family watch set to London time. He considered the time in the countries he had passed through completely wrong and unreliable. Yet on this day, although he had not changed the hands, his watch exactly matched the ship’s chronometers. He was wildly triumphant. He would have liked to know what Fix would say if he were aboard!

“The rogue told me a lot of stories,” repeated Passepartout, “about the meridians, the sun, and the moon! Moon, indeed! moonshine more likely! If one listened to that sort of people, a pretty sort of time one would keep! I was sure that the sun would some day regulate itself by my watch!”

“That scoundrel told me all kinds of stories,” repeated Passepartout, “about meridians, the sun, and the moon! The moon, indeed! More like nonsense! If you listened to people like that, you’d keep terrible time! I was sure the sun would adjust itself to my watch someday!”

Passepartout was ignorant that, if the face of his watch had been divided into twenty-four hours, like the Italian clocks, he would have no reason for exultation; for the hands of his watch would then, instead of as now indicating nine o’clock in the morning, indicate nine o’clock in the evening, that is, the twenty-first hour after midnight precisely the difference between London time and that of the one hundred and eightieth meridian. But if Fix had been able to explain this purely physical effect, Passepartout would not have admitted, even if he had comprehended it. Moreover, if the detective had been on board at that moment, Passepartout would have joined issue with him on a quite different subject, and in an entirely different manner.

Passepartout did not realize that he would have no reason to celebrate if his watch had a twenty-four-hour face, like Italian clocks. Its hands would then point to nine in the evening instead of nine in the morning. That was the twenty-first hour after midnight, precisely the difference between London time and the time at the one hundred and eightieth meridian. But even if Fix had been able to explain this purely physical effect, Passepartout would not have accepted it, even if he had understood it. Besides, if the detective had been on board at that moment, Passepartout would have confronted him about a quite different subject, and in a very different manner.

Where was Fix at that moment?

Where was Fix at that moment?

He was actually on board the “General Grant.”

He was actually aboard the “General Grant.”

On reaching Yokohama, the detective, leaving Mr. Fogg, whom he expected to meet again during the day, had repaired at once to the English consulate, where he at last found the warrant of arrest. It had followed him from Bombay, and had come by the “Carnatic,” on which steamer he himself was supposed to be. Fix’s disappointment may be imagined when he reflected that the warrant was now useless. Mr. Fogg had left English ground, and it was now necessary to procure his extradition!

When they reached Yokohama, the detective left Mr. Fogg, expecting to see him again that day. He went straight to the English consulate, where he finally found the arrest warrant. It had followed him from Bombay on the “Carnatic,” the ship he was supposed to have taken himself. One can imagine Fix’s disappointment when he realized the warrant was now useless. Mr. Fogg had left English territory, and Fix would now have to obtain his extradition!

“Well,” thought Fix, after a moment of anger, “my warrant is not good here, but it will be in England. The rogue evidently intends to return to his own country, thinking he has thrown the police off his track. Good! I will follow him across the Atlantic. As for the money, heaven grant there may be some left! But the fellow has already spent in travelling, rewards, trials, bail, elephants, and all sorts of charges, more than five thousand pounds. Yet, after all, the Bank is rich!”

“Well,” thought Fix, after a moment of anger, “my warrant isn't valid here, but it will be in England. The crook clearly intends to return to his own country, thinking he's shaken off the police. Good! I'll follow him across the Atlantic. As for the money, heaven grant there's some left! But the fellow has already spent more than five thousand pounds on travel, rewards, trials, bail, elephants, and all sorts of expenses. Still, the Bank is rich!”

His course decided on, he went on board the “General Grant,” and was there when Mr. Fogg and Aouda arrived. To his utter amazement, he recognised Passepartout, despite his theatrical disguise. He quickly concealed himself in his cabin, to avoid an awkward explanation, and hoped—thanks to the number of passengers—to remain unperceived by Mr. Fogg’s servant.

Having decided what to do, he boarded the “General Grant” before Mr. Fogg and Aouda arrived. To his utter amazement, he recognized Passepartout despite his theatrical disguise. He quickly hid in his cabin to avoid an awkward explanation. He hoped that, among so many passengers, Mr. Fogg’s servant would not notice him.

On that very day, however, he met Passepartout face to face on the forward deck. The latter, without a word, made a rush for him, grasped him by the throat, and, much to the amusement of a group of Americans, who immediately began to bet on him, administered to the detective a perfect volley of blows, which proved the great superiority of French over English pugilistic skill.

That very day, however, he came face to face with Passepartout on the forward deck. Without a word, Passepartout rushed at him and grabbed him by the throat. A group of Americans watched with amusement and immediately began betting on Passepartout. He rained blows on the detective, proving the great superiority of French boxing skills over English ones.

When Passepartout had finished, he found himself relieved and comforted. Fix got up in a somewhat rumpled condition, and, looking at his adversary, coldly said, “Have you done?”

When Passepartout finished, he felt relieved and comforted. Fix got up, looking somewhat disheveled. He looked at his opponent and said coldly, “Are you done?”

“For this time—yes.”

“Yes, for now.”

“Then let me have a word with you.”

“Then let me speak with you.”

“But I—”

“But I...”

“In your master’s interests.”

“For your master’s benefit.”

Passepartout seemed to be vanquished by Fix’s coolness, for he quietly followed him, and they sat down aside from the rest of the passengers.

Passepartout seemed overcome by Fix’s calmness. He quietly followed Fix, and they sat down apart from the other passengers.

“You have given me a thrashing,” said Fix. “Good, I expected it. Now, listen to me. Up to this time I have been Mr. Fogg’s adversary. I am now in his game.”

“You’ve beaten me up,” said Fix. “Good, I expected that. Now, listen to me. Until now, I’ve been Mr. Fogg’s opponent. Now I’m on his side.”

“Aha!” cried Passepartout; “you are convinced he is an honest man?”

“Aha!” cried Passepartout. “You are convinced he is an honest man?”

“No,” replied Fix coldly, “I think him a rascal. Sh! don’t budge, and let me speak. As long as Mr. Fogg was on English ground, it was for my interest to detain him there until my warrant of arrest arrived. I did everything I could to keep him back. I sent the Bombay priests after him, I got you intoxicated at Hong Kong, I separated you from him, and I made him miss the Yokohama steamer.”

“No,” replied Fix coldly, “I think he’s a crook. Shh! Don’t move, and let me speak. As long as Mr. Fogg was on English soil, I wanted to keep him there until my arrest warrant arrived. I did everything I could to delay him. I sent the Bombay priests after him. I got you drunk in Hong Kong, separated you from him, and made him miss the Yokohama steamship.”

Passepartout listened, with closed fists.

Passepartout listened with his fists clenched.

“Now,” resumed Fix, “Mr. Fogg seems to be going back to England. Well, I will follow him there. But hereafter I will do as much to keep obstacles out of his way as I have done up to this time to put them in his path. I’ve changed my game, you see, and simply because it was for my interest to change it. Your interest is the same as mine; for it is only in England that you will ascertain whether you are in the service of a criminal or an honest man.”

“Now,” Fix continued, “Mr. Fogg seems to be returning to England. Well, I’ll follow him there. But from now on, I’ll work as hard to clear obstacles from his path as I have to put them there. You see, I’ve changed my approach simply because it was in my interest to do so. Your interest is the same as mine. Only in England will you find out whether you’re working for a criminal or an honest man.”

Passepartout listened very attentively to Fix, and was convinced that he spoke with entire good faith.

Passepartout listened closely to Fix and was convinced that he was completely sincere.

“Are we friends?” asked the detective.

“Are we friends?” asked the detective.

“Friends?—no,” replied Passepartout; “but allies, perhaps. At the least sign of treason, however, I’ll twist your neck for you.”

“Friends? No,” Passepartout replied. “But perhaps allies. At the first sign of betrayal, though, I’ll wring your neck.”

“Agreed,” said the detective quietly.

“Agreed,” said the detective quietly.

Eleven days later, on the 3rd of December, the “General Grant” entered the bay of the Golden Gate, and reached San Francisco.

Eleven days later, on December 3, the “General Grant” entered the bay of the Golden Gate and reached San Francisco.

Mr. Fogg had neither gained nor lost a single day.

Mr. Fogg had not gained or lost a single day.