Chapter

 1 III   |           expense." ~"It's absurd!" cried Stuart, who was beginning
 2 III   |            Twenty thousand pounds!" cried Sullivan. "Twenty thousand
 3 VIII  |         world." ~"Round the world?" cried Fix. ~"Yes, and in eighty
 4 XI    |             a price, good heavens!" cried Passepartout, "for an elephant. ~
 5 XII   |                Oh, the scoundrels!" cried Passepartout, who could
 6 XIV   |            is giving me a fortune!" cried he. ~"Take him, guide,"
 7 XV    |   understand what was said. ~"Yes," cried Passepartout, warmly; "at
 8 XV    |          Bombay itself?" ~"Bombay?" cried Passepartout. ~"Certainly.
 9 XV    |           on his desk. ~"My shoes!" cried Passepartout, in his surprise
10 XV    |              Three hundred pounds!" cried Passepartout, startled at
11 XV    |             give me back my shoes!" cried Passepartout angrily. ~"
12 XVII  |             am quite sure of that!" cried Passepartout, laughing heartily. ~
13 XIX   |            you." ~"A serious talk!" cried Passepartout, drinking up
14 XIX   |          companion's hand. ~"What!" cried the Frenchman. "Has Monsieur
15 XIX   |      hundred of them." ~"Help you?" cried Passepartout, whose eyes
16 XIX   |           It's a conspiracy, then," cried Passepartout, who became
17 XIX   |            Fogg." ~"What nonsense!" cried Passepartout, striking the
18 XXI   | determination and tenacity. Then he cried, "Well - yes! Your honour
19 XXI   |    appointed time. ~"Confound her!" cried John Bunsby, pushing back
20 XXIII |         Passepartout. ~"A servant!" cried Mr. Batulcar, caressing
21 XXIV  |           now in his game." ~"Aha!" cried Passepartout; "you are convinced
22 XXVI  |            them. ~"What a country!" cried he. "Mere cattle stop the
23 XXVIII|             Proctor on this train!" cried Fix. "Well, reassure yourself,
24 XXVIII|      immovable as a statue. ~"Hum!" cried Colonel Proctor; "but we
25 XXVIII|           six hours." ~"Six hours!" cried Passepartout. ~"Certainly,"
26 XXVIII|       prudent - " ~"What! Prudent!" cried Colonel Proctor, whom this
27 XXVIII|           matter with this fellow?" cried several. ~The poor fellow
28 XXVIII|            as they!" ~"All aboard!" cried the conductor. ~"Yes, all
29 XXIX  |            you, is it, Englishman?" cried the colonel; "it's you who
30 XXIX  |            All this is an evasion," cried Stamp Proctor. "Now or never!" ~"
31 XXIX  |         fell. At the same moment he cried, "Unless the train is stopped
32 XXIX  |             car. ~"Stay, monsieur," cried Passepartout; "I will go." ~
33 XXX   |                Ah, Mr. - Mr. Fogg!" cried she, clasping his hands
34 XXX   |             go alone." ~"You, sir!" cried Fix, coming up; "you go
35 XXX   |            you shall not go alone," cried the captain, touched in
36 XXX   |              The train! the train!" cried he. ~"Gone," replied Fix. ~"
37 XXXIII|  imperturbable calmness. ~"Pirate!" cried Captain Speedy. ~"I have
38 XXXIII|            out." ~"Burn my vessel!" cried Captain Speedy, who could
39 XXXIII|    Liverpool - " ~"And I did well!" cried Andrew Speedy; "for I have
40 XXXIV |      knocked Fix down. ~"Well hit!" cried Passepartout, "Parbleu!
41 XXXV  |            My master! Mr. Fogg!" he cried, "why do you not curse me?
42 XXXV  |             entirely yours!" ~"Ah!" cried Aouda, pressing his hand
43 XXXVII|                Yes, yes, yes, yes!" cried Passepartout. "You have