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Such was the friendly relation subsisting between the parties when they met together on the lawn on the morning in question. "Well, Fogg," cried Nicholas, after exchanging salutations with his friend, "what say you to hunting the otter in the Ribble after breakfast? 'Tis a rare day for the sport, and the hounds are in excellent order.
Serjeant Buzfuz, with a tremendous emphasis on the word 'box, smote his table with a mighty sound, and glanced at Dodson and Fogg, who nodded admiration of the Serjeant, and indignant defiance of the defendant. 'The plaintiff, gentlemen, continued Serjeant Buzfuz, in a soft and melancholy voice, 'the plaintiff is a widow; yes, gentlemen, a widow. The late Mr.
Fogg gets kinder and kinder to you, doesn't she? You're not homesick any more, are you?" "No-o; not really; only when I remember there's only little Susan to manage the twins; though they're getting on real well without me. But I kind of think, Rebecca, that I'm going to be given away to the Foggs for good." "Do you mean adopted?" "Yes; I think father's going to sign papers.
You won't fail for want of nerve. It's your long suit. I'll have to go you, or words to that effect. 'Come, he said, rising from his chair, 'I'll blow you off, and he led the way to the bar." "You don't mean to say he stood treat into the bargain?" asked Fogg, in surprise.
"Who is there?" cried the lawyer, in a somewhat startled voice, and Baxter heard several chairs shifted back as the occupants of the apartment leaped to their feet. "Telegram for Mr. Fogg Belright Fogg!" drawled Dan, in imitation of an A. D. T. youth. "A telegram, eh?" muttered the lawyer. "Wonder what is up now?" He came to the door and unlocked it cautiously.
The Parsee 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. In Which Phileas Fogg and His Companions Venture across the Indian Forests, and What Follows
Now from this moment, twenty-nine minutes after eleven, A.M., this Wednesday, the 2nd of October, you are in my service." Phileas Fogg got up, took his hat in his left hand, put it on his head with an automatic motion, and went off without a word. Passepartout heard the street door shut once. It was his new master going out. He heard it shut again.
Such was the road to be traversed in seven days, which would enable Phileas Fogg at least, so he hoped to take the Atlantic steamer at New York on the 11th for Liverpool. The car which he occupied was a sort of long omnibus on eight wheels, and with no compartments in the interior.
Fogg proceeded to pay the guide the price agreed upon for his service, and not a farthing more; which astonished Passepartout, who remembered all that his master owed to the guide's devotion. He had, indeed, risked his life in the adventure at Pillaji, and, if he should be caught afterwards by the Indians, he would with difficulty escape their vengeance. Kiouni, also, must be disposed of.
The time lost could not, however, be regained. Land was not signalled until five o'clock on the morning of the 6th; the steamer was due on the 5th. Phileas Fogg was twenty-four hours behind-hand, and the Yokohama steamer would, of course, be missed. The pilot went on board at six, and took his place on the bridge, to guide the Rangoon through the channels to the port of Hong Kong.
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