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 1 V     |           arrest to Bombay. ~Fix, Detective. ~The effect of this dispatch
 2 VI    |      Chapter VI~IN WHICH FIX, THE DETECTIVE, BETRAYS A VERY NATURAL
 3 VI    |       headquarters at London. The detective was evidently inspired by
 4 VI    |             Consul," remarked the detective, dogmatically, "great robbers
 5 VI    |         observation furnished the detective food for thought, and meanwhile
 6 VII   |           AIDS TO DETECTIVES ~The detective passed down the quay, and
 7 VII   |     servant. ~"Well?" queried the detective. ~"Well, he looks and acts
 8 VIII  |        Well, my friend," said the detective, coming up with him, "is
 9 VIII  |    already suspicious and excited detective may be imagined. The hasty
10 VIII  |           cool, careless air, the detective took leave of the consul,
11 X     |         himself known as a London detective, told his business at Bombay,
12 X     |  Passepartout did not observe the detective, who stood in an obscure
13 XV    |         may be imagined. ~Fix the detective, had foreseen the advantage
14 XV    |          he would have espied the detective ensconced in a corner of
15 XV    |          soon be exhausted." ~The detective was not far wrong in making
16 XVI   |         the China seas. ~What was detective Fix, so unluckily drawn
17 XVI   |         as will be seen. ~All the detective's hopes and wishes were
18 XVI   |   doubtless become an ally of the detective. But this method was a dangerous
19 XVI   |        master would ruin all. The detective was therefore in a sore
20 XVI   |          part of the steamer. The detective rushed forward with every
21 XVI   |          young lady?" replied the detective, not seeming to comprehend
22 XVII  |       SINGAPORE TO HONG KONG ~The detective and Passepartout met often
23 XVII  |         the real object which the detective had in view. He never could
24 XVII  |           closely followed by the detective, who had kept them constantly
25 XVII  |          discovered that he was a detective? Yet, in speaking as he
26 XVII  |           found out that he was a detective. But had he told his master?
27 XIX   |          walking up and down. The detective seemed very much disturbed
28 XIX   |          gentleman's chagrin. The detective had, indeed, good reasons
29 XIX   |          emptying his glass. ~The detective passed his hand across his
30 XIX   |        suspect. ~"Well," said the detective to himself, "as he is not
31 XIX   |         raillery. ~"I am a police detective, sent out here by the London
32 XIX   |          London office." ~"You, a detective?" ~"I will prove it. Here
33 XIX   |           not dare to look at the detective. Phileas Fogg, the saviour
34 XX    |         you, madam?" answered the detective. "Excuse me, did you intend
35 XX    |          without responding. ~The detective had a feeling akin to humiliation
36 XX    |    reverse of satisfactory to the detective must have ensued. But the
37 XXII  |          on board the Carnatic. A detective on the track of Mr. Fogg,
38 XXII  |           do to tell the part the detective was playing. Would it not
39 XXII  |     getting drunk! He now saw the detective's trick; and at this moment
40 XXIV  |           taken place between the detective and himself; and, in the
41 XXIV  | comprehended it. Moreover, if the detective had been on board at that
42 XXIV  |         On reaching Yokohama, the detective, leaving Mr. Fogg, whom
43 XXIV  |          him, administered to the detective a perfect volley of blows,
44 XXIV  |        Are we friends?" asked the detective. ~"Friends? - no," replied
45 XXIV  |         you." ~"Agreed," said the detective quietly. ~Eleven days later,
46 XXV   |           world," he met Fix. The detective seemed wholly taken by surprise.
47 XXV   |      honour would be his; and the detective -  who was determined not
48 XXV   |          its appearance under the detective's silk hat, which was completely
49 XXV   |     Thanks," said Mr. Fogg to the detective, as soon as they were out
50 XXV   |        without retaliating." ~The detective smiled, but did not reply.
51 XXVI  |          found himself beside the detective; but he did not talk to
52 XXVIII|           Aouda, whispered to the detective, "Would you really fight
53 XXVIII|           and little curious. The detective, at least, seemed to have
54 XXVIII|         from Mr. Fogg. As for the detective, he was simply an adept,
55 XXIX  |           Fogg; as vainly did the detective endeavour to make the quarrel
56 XXIX  |         duel, a request which the detective could not refuse. Mr. Fogg
57 XXX   |      sudden pallor overspread the detective's face. Separate himself
58 XXX   |         an ass!" ~So reasoned the detective, while the hours crept by
59 XXX   |        densely falling snow. ~The detective had remained behind. ~Several
60 XXX   |         and spoke to him, and the detective merely replied by shaking
61 XXXI  |    Chapter XXXI~IN WHICH FIX, THE DETECTIVE,~CONSIDERABLY FURTHERS THE
62 XXXI  |       master! ~At this moment the detective approached Mr. Fogg, and,
63 XXXI  |         be difficult to guess the detective's thoughts. Was this conviction
64 XXXI  |        remembered that it was the detective who procured the sledge,
65 XXXIII|          a plausible one, and the detective began to seriously regret
66 XXXIII|      course." ~"Ass!" replied the detective, shrugging his shoulders
67 XXXIV |        was free! He walked to the detective, looked him steadily in
68 XXXV  |          by the blundering of the detective! After having steadily traversed
69 XXXV  |      certainly not have given the detective passage to Liverpool, and
70 XXXVI |   ignorant what had become of the detective, Fix, who had so unfortunately