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  1 V     |      warrant of arrest to Bombay. ~Fix, Detective. ~The effect
  2 VI    |                Chapter VI~IN WHICH FIX, THE DETECTIVE, BETRAYS
  3 VI    |       still for a moment. This was Fix, one of the detectives who
  4 VI    |            behind time?" ~"No, Mr. Fix," replied the consul. "She
  5 VI    |            p.m. Have patience, Mr. Fix; she will not be late. But
  6 VI    |         fingers." ~"I hope so, Mr. Fix, for it was a heavy robbery." ~"
  7 VI    |       handful of shillings!" ~"Mr. Fix," said the consul, "I like
  8 VI    |       admit, but a real art." ~Mr. Fix evidently was not wanting
  9 VI    |       passed among the busy crowd, Fix, according to habit, scrutinised
 10 VI    |           anywhere." ~"Good!" said Fix. "If the robber is on board
 11 VI    |           went away to his office. Fix, left alone, was more impatient
 12 VI    |          that of the Atlantic. But Fix's reflections were soon
 13 VI    |           and landed on the quay. ~Fix took up a position, and
 14 VI    |          he wished to have visaed. Fix instinctively took the passport,
 15 VI    |        corner of the square," said Fix, pointing to a house two
 16 VI    |             The passenger bowed to Fix, and returned to the steamer. ~
 17 VII   |          the passport. ~"Well, Mr. Fix," replied the consul, "I
 18 VII   |          whom was the servant whom Fix had met on the quay. The
 19 VII   |          carefully read it, whilst Fix observed, or rather devoured,
 20 VII   |        certain of it," interrupted Fix. "The servant seems to me
 21 VII   |            little while, consul." ~Fix started off in search of
 22 VIII  |          PERHAPS, THAN IS PRUDENT ~Fix soon rejoined Passepartout,
 23 VIII  |             I see how it is," said Fix. "You have kept London time,
 24 VIII  |       After a few minutes silence, Fix resumed: "You left London
 25 VIII  |            Round the world?" cried Fix. ~"Yes, and in eighty days!
 26 VIII  |      foolhardy bet - all confirmed Fix in his theory. He continued
 27 VIII  |            his affairs and habits. Fix felt sure that Phileas Fogg
 28 VIII  |        longer our journey - " ~Did Fix pay any attention to Passepartout'
 29 VIII  |            reached the shop, where Fix left his companion to make
 30 VIII  |            he was fully convinced, Fix had quite recovered his
 31 VIII  |           see about that," replied Fix. ~"But are you not mistaken?" ~"
 32 VIII  |     quarter of an hour later found Fix, with a small bag in his
 33 IX    |            Just so, monsieur - " ~"Fix." ~"Monsieur Fix," resumed
 34 IX    |    monsieur - " ~"Fix." ~"Monsieur Fix," resumed Passepartout, "
 35 IX    |        India?" ~"Why yes," replied Fix, who spoke cautiously. ~"
 36 IX    |                I hope so, Monsieur Fix. You see, a man of sound
 37 IX    |            getting on well?" asked Fix, in the most natural tone
 38 IX    |        mission?" ~"Faith, Monsieur Fix, I assure you I know nothing
 39 IX    |          meeting, Passepartout and Fix got into the habit of chatting
 40 IX    |     alacrity, mentally pronouncing Fix the best of good fellows. ~
 41 IX    |         the passport again visaed; Fix, unobserved, followed them.
 42 IX    |           person of the delightful Fix. On Sunday, October 20th,
 43 X     |      quietly continued his dinner. Fix had gone on shore shortly
 44 X     |        been time for it to arrive. Fix was sorely disappointed,
 45 X     |       legally deliver the warrant. Fix did not insist, and was
 46 X     |    breathlessly into the station. ~Fix, who had followed Mr. Fogg
 47 X     |          in an obscure corner; but Fix heard him relate his adventures
 48 X     |         his master without a word. Fix was on the point of entering
 49 XI    |         remark that he had done to Fix; and up on the general insisting
 50 XV    |        Calcutta, may be imagined. ~Fix the detective, had foreseen
 51 XV    |         rescue of the young widow, Fix and the priests reached
 52 XV    |           them should they arrive. Fix's disappointment when he
 53 XV    |   provinces. For twenty-four hours Fix watched the station with
 54 XV    |        hundred and fifty pounds." ~Fix rubbed his hands softly
 55 XV    |       right," returned the judge. ~Fix's blood ran cold, but he
 56 XV    |          crestfallen Passepartout. Fix still nourished hopes that
 57 XV    |           hour in advance of time. Fix saw them leave the carriage
 58 XVI   |               Chapter XVI~IN WHICH FIX DOES NOT SEEM TO UNDERSTAND
 59 XVI   |          seas. ~What was detective Fix, so unluckily drawn on from
 60 XVI   |           appearance at Hong Kong, Fix could arrest him and give
 61 XVI   |       advantage to elude justice. ~Fix thought over these probabilities
 62 XVI   |          to be my last resource?" ~Fix made up his mind that, if
 63 XVI   |           of this charming damsel? Fix was fairly puzzled. He asked
 64 XVI   |           way again for Yokohama. ~Fix decided that he must warn
 65 XVI   |         there was no time to lose, Fix prepared to make himself
 66 XVI   |     Rangoon was due at Singapore. ~Fix emerged from his cabin and
 67 XVI   |         Rangoon?" ~"What, Monsieur Fix, are you on board?" returned
 68 XVI   |           too?" ~"No, no," replied Fix; "I shall stop at Hong Kong -
 69 XVI   |         behind time! But, Monsieur Fix, you don't know that we
 70 XVI   |        himself to liberty on bail. Fix, who was familiar with the
 71 XVI   |            to be done there," said Fix to himself, concealing his
 72 XVI   |                Willingly, Monsieur Fix. We must at least have a
 73 XVII  |       after this interview, though Fix was reserved, and did not
 74 XVII  |           what strange chance kept Fix still on the route that
 75 XVII  |      tracks step by step. What was Fix's object? Passepartout was
 76 XVII  |       religiously preserved - that Fix would also leave Hong Kong
 77 XVII  |       discovered an explanation of Fix's movements, which was in
 78 XVII  |       truth far from unreasonable. Fix, he thought, could only
 79 XVII  |         But he determined to chaff Fix, when he had the chance,
 80 XVII  |            on shore, disembarked. ~Fix, who suspected Mr. Fogg'
 81 XVII  |          laughing in his sleeve at Fix's manoeuvres, went about
 82 XVII  |           great hurry, then," said Fix to him one day, "to reach
 83 XVII  |         Absolutely. Don't you, Mr. Fix?" ~"I? I don't believe a
 84 XVII  |        expression rather disturbed Fix, without his knowing why.
 85 XVII  |         not hold his tongue. ~"Mr. Fix," said he, in a bantering
 86 XVII  |           Kong?" ~"Why," responded Fix, a little embarrassed, "
 87 XVII  |           Europe is only a step." ~Fix looked intently at his companion,
 88 XVII  |             Yes, and no," returned Fix; "there is good and bad
 89 XVII  |  Passepartout, laughing heartily. ~Fix, fairly puzzled, descended
 90 XVII  |            Was the game, then, up? Fix spent several hours turning
 91 XVII  |          of English territory, he, Fix, would tell Passepartout
 92 XVII  |          was the situation between Fix and Passepartout. Meanwhile
 93 XVIII |            FOGG, PASSEPARTOUT, AND FIX GO EACH ABOUT HIS BUSINESS ~
 94 XVIII |           first time she saw him. ~Fix did not look at the state
 95 XVIII |            obedience. Poor fellow! Fix carefully concealed from
 96 XVIII |            confided his anxiety to Fix who - the sly rascal! -
 97 XVIII |          embraced the pilot, while Fix would have been glad to
 98 XIX   |         was not astonished to find Fix walking up and down. The
 99 XIX   |          Reform Club!" He accosted Fix with a merry smile, as if
100 XIX   |       detain him. ~"Well, Monsieur Fix," said Passepartout, "have
101 XIX   |         America?" ~"Yes," returned Fix, through his set teeth. ~"
102 XIX   |        will go and let him know." ~Fix now decided to make a bold
103 XIX   |          of these stupefied sots. ~Fix and Passepartout saw that
104 XIX   |          in one of these dens that Fix and Passepartout, in search
105 XIX   |             but willingly accepted Fix's invitation in the hope
106 XIX   |          did ample justice, whilst Fix observed him with close
107 XIX   |  especially merry at the idea that Fix was going to continue it
108 XIX   |          sailing of the Carnatic. ~Fix caught him by the arm, and
109 XIX   |           moment." ~"What for, Mr. Fix?" ~"I want to have a serious
110 XIX   |      attentively at his companion. Fix's face seemed to have a
111 XIX   |            that you have to say?" ~Fix placed his hand upon Passepartout'
112 XIX   |         expense." ~"Useless!" said Fix. "You speak confidently.
113 XIX   |     Fifty-five thousand!" answered Fix, pressing his companion'
114 XIX   |    continued, getting up hastily. ~Fix pushed Passepartout back
115 XIX   |         And gentlemen, too. Bah!" ~Fix began to be puzzled. ~"Members
116 XIX   |            You must know, Monsieur Fix, that my master is an honest
117 XIX   |          do you think I am?" asked Fix, looking at him intently. ~"
118 XIX   |            master's accomplice, as Fix had been inclined to suspect. ~"
119 XIX   |          it. ~"Listen to me," said Fix abruptly. "I am not, as
120 XIX   |  speechless with astonishment when Fix displayed this document,
121 XIX   |             Fogg's wager," resumed Fix, "is only a pretext, of
122 XIX   |       effort. ~"See here," replied Fix; "I have tracked Mr. Fogg
123 XIX   |            in mind and body. ~"Mr. Fix," he stammered, "even should
124 XIX   |           I've said nothing," said Fix; "and let us drink." ~"Yes;
125 XIX   |         the effects of the liquor. Fix, seeing that he must, at
126 XIX   |          opium lay upon the table. Fix slipped one into Passepartout'
127 XIX   |            table. ~"At last!" said Fix, seeing Passepartout unconscious. "
128 XIX   |             after paying his bill, Fix left the tavern. ~
129 XX    |                Chapter XX~IN WHICH FIX COMES FACE TO FACE WITH
130 XX    |     attentively approached. It was Fix, who, bowing, addressed
131 XX    |      anxiously. ~"What!" responded Fix, feigning surprise. "Is
132 XX    |     steamer." ~As he said "a week" Fix felt his heart leap for
133 XX    |         some craft about to start. Fix, stupefied, followed; it
134 XX    |            not therefore set sail. Fix began to hope again. ~But
135 XX    |          fear of venturing so far. Fix was in mortal suspense. ~
136 XX    |             It's the same thing." ~Fix breathed more freely. ~"
137 XX    |            arranged another way." ~Fix ceased to breathe at all. ~"
138 XX    |           Phileas Fogg, turning to Fix, "if you would like to take
139 XX    |       replied Phileas Fogg. ~While Fix, in a feverish, nervous
140 XX    |            board, where they found Fix already installed. Below
141 XX    |       offer you," said Mr. Fogg to Fix, who bowed without responding. ~
142 XX    |           of espying Passepartout. Fix was not without his fears
143 XXI   |         the gallant little craft. ~Fix, seated in the bow, gave
144 XXI   |            States, what should he, Fix, do? Should he abandon this
145 XXI   |   important, after the confidences Fix had imparted to him, that
146 XXI   |           been already preceded by Fix, who had lain down on one
147 XXI   |          ate with a good appetite, Fix being invited to share their
148 XXI   |        into my general expenses." ~Fix, as he bowed, had a stifled
149 XXI   |        pleasant. Neither Mr. Fogg, Fix, nor Aouda consented to
150 XXI   |   submitted to it philosophically. Fix cursed it, no doubt; but
151 XXII  |          as follows: Shortly after Fix left the opium den, two
152 XXII  |      events of the evening before, Fix's revelation, and the opium-house. ~"
153 XXII  |        important thing." ~Then, as Fix occurred to him: "As for
154 XXII  |      murderer." ~Should he divulge Fix's real errand to his master?
155 XXII  | Passepartout tore his hair. Ah, if Fix ever came within his reach,
156 XXIV  |         the steamer with Aouda and Fix; and they started at once
157 XXIV  |            in company with one Mr. Fix. ~Passepartout did not change
158 XXIV  |            was a straight one, and Fix was no longer there to put
159 XXIV  |            have liked to know what Fix would say if he were aboard! ~"
160 XXIV  |         eightieth meridian. But if Fix had been able to explain
161 XXIV  |       different manner. ~Where was Fix at that moment? ~He was
162 XXIV  |        himself was supposed to be. Fix's disappointment may be
163 XXIV  |      extradition! ~"Well," thought Fix, after a moment of anger, "
164 XXIV  |            relieved and comforted. Fix got up in a somewhat rumpled
165 XXIV  |         seemed to be vanquished by Fix's coolness, for he quietly
166 XXIV  |        given me a thrashing," said Fix. "Good, I expected it. Now,
167 XXIV  |        honest man?" ~"No," replied Fix coldly, "I think him a rascal.
168 XXIV  |      closed fists. ~"Now," resumed Fix, "Mr. Fogg seems to be going
169 XXIV  |       listened very attentively to Fix, and was convinced that
170 XXV   |       chance in the world," he met Fix. The detective seemed wholly
171 XXV   |           on the steamer! At least Fix felt honoured to behold
172 XXV   |     political meeting; at least so Fix conjectured, who said to
173 XXV   |       political are still blows." ~Fix smiled at this remark; and,
174 XXV   |         evidently a meeting," said Fix, "and its object must be
175 XXV   |         scene with surprise, while Fix asked a man near him what
176 XXV   |            for us to retire," said Fix, who was anxious that Mr.
177 XXV   |        flank. Mr. Fogg, Aouda, and Fix found themselves between
178 XXV   |     irresistible. Phileas Fogg and Fix were roughly hustled in
179 XXV   |           a crushing blow, had not Fix rushed in and received it
180 XXV   |        swept by, after overturning Fix, who speedily got upon his
181 XXV   |          had escaped unharmed, and Fix alone bore marks of the
182 XXV   |           are necessary," replied. Fix; "but let us go." ~"Where?" ~"
183 XXV   |      clothing of both Mr. Fogg and Fix was in rags, as if they
184 XXV   |       revolvers. When he perceived Fix, he knit his brows; but
185 XXV   |     resumed its placid expression. Fix evidently was no longer
186 XXV   |       getting in, Mr. Fogg said to Fix, "You have not seen this
187 XXVI  |          or intimacy between them. Fix's manner had not changed;
188 XXVII |        seats. Neither Mr. Fogg nor Fix cared to attend. ~At the
189 XXVIII|   impatient as they went on, while Fix longed to get out of this
190 XXVIII|            Fogg was asleep to tell Fix and Passepartout whom she
191 XXVIII|      Proctor on this train!" cried Fix. "Well, reassure yourself,
192 XXVIII|           colonel as he is." ~"Mr. Fix," resumed Aouda, "Mr. Fogg
193 XXVIII|         are right, madam," replied Fix; "a meeting between them
194 XXVIII|        would do anything," replied Fix, in a tone which betrayed
195 XXVIII|            playing whist," resumed Fix, "on the steamers." ~"Yes;
196 XXVIII|            was in view. ~Aouda and Fix feared that Mr. Fogg might
197 XXIX  |            the length of the trip. Fix had begun by winning several
198 XXIX  |               Mr. Fogg, Aouda, and Fix raised their heads, and
199 XXIX  |    insolently at his opponent. But Fix got up, and, going to Colonel
200 XXIX  |       insulted, but struck!" ~"Mr. Fix," said Mr. Fogg, "pardon
201 XXIX  |           to be feared, and begged Fix to be his second at the
202 XXIX  |        Fogg rose, and, followed by Fix, went out upon the platform.
203 XXIX  |          it was all so simple that Fix and Passepartout felt their
204 XXX   |            not received a scratch. Fix was slightly wounded in
205 XXX   |         alone." ~"You, sir!" cried Fix, coming up; "you go alone
206 XXX   |         let me go with you?" asked Fix. ~"Do as you please, sir.
207 XXX   |       wander about in this desert! Fix gazed attentively at Mr.
208 XXX   |            from duty, in silence. ~Fix did not have the same thoughts,
209 XXX   |        back! But how is it that I, Fix, who have in my pocket a
210 XXX   |         imprint would be effaced. ~Fix became discouraged. He felt
211 XXX   |         will not go," said Aouda. ~Fix had heard this conversation.
212 XXX   |      dismal, and it was very cold. Fix sat motionless on a bench
213 XXX   |           impossible to describe. ~Fix remained stationary in the
214 XXX   |           I cost my master dear!" ~Fix, without saying a word,
215 XXX   |         cried he. ~"Gone," replied Fix. ~"And when does the next
216 XXXI  |              Chapter XXXI~IN WHICH FIX, THE DETECTIVE,~CONSIDERABLY
217 XXXI  |        purpose in asking," resumed Fix. "Is it absolutely necessary
218 XXXI  |          No; on a sledge," replied Fix. "On a sledge with sails.
219 XXXI  |          the man who had spoken to Fix during the night, and whose
220 XXXI  |         did not reply at once; but Fix, having pointed out the
221 XXXI  |          to leave his master while Fix was with him. ~It would
222 XXXI  |           safe in England? Perhaps Fix's opinion of Phileas Fogg
223 XXXI  |          desire to grasp his ally, Fix, by the hand. He remembered
224 XXXI  |        seaboard! ~Passepartout and Fix jumped off, stretched their
225 XXXII |           and even the inseparable Fix was the work of a brief
226 XXXII |           his vocal gamut. ~As for Fix, he said to himself that
227 XXXIII|      worthy fellow revolved around Fix, looking at him with a keen,
228 XXXIII|       intimacy no longer existed. ~Fix, it must be confessed, understood
229 XXXIII|          by stealing a vessel; and Fix was not unnaturally inclined
230 XXXIII|        could not help imparting to Fix what he had overheard. ~"
231 XXXIII|     reflected that the unfortunate Fix was probably very much disappointed
232 XXXIII|           as white as a sheet, and Fix seemed on the point of having
233 XXXIII|       party went on shore at once. Fix was greatly tempted to arrest
234 XXXIII|        London. ~But at this moment Fix came up, put his hand upon
235 XXXIV |             would have fallen upon Fix had he not been held back
236 XXXIV |         she wept bitterly. ~As for Fix, he had arrested Mr. Fogg
237 XXXIV |   misfortune! Had he not concealed Fix's errand from his master?
238 XXXIV |       errand from his master? When Fix revealed his true character
239 XXXIV |          would no doubt have given Fix proof of his innocence,
240 XXXIV |          of his mistake; at least, Fix would not have continued
241 XXXIV |          immediately after that of Fix. Phileas Fogg's eyes brightened
242 XXXIV |           Passepartout, Aouda, and Fix, who hurried towards him. ~
243 XXXIV |          who hurried towards him. ~Fix was out of breath, and his
244 XXXIV |     precision of a machine knocked Fix down. ~"Well hit!" cried
245 XXXIV |    application of English fists!" ~Fix, who found himself on the
246 XXXV  |             Fogg, and had betrayed Fix's projects to him, his master
247 XXXV  |            Sometimes he thought of Fix, but no longer in anger.
248 XXXV  |            but no longer in anger. Fix, like all the world, had
249 XXXVI |           become of the detective, Fix, who had so unfortunately
250 XXXVII|   Passepartout and the unfortunate Fix, against whom he cherished