Chapter

 1 III   |          eleven, and having put his right foot before his left five
 2 III   |            his left foot before his right five hundred and seventy-six
 3 III   |           up, and went on: "You are right, theoretically, Mr. Fogg,
 4 III   |           Stuart, "I mean it." "All right," said Mr. Fogg; and, turning
 5 III   |       belong to you, in fact and in right, gentlemen. Here is a cheque
 6 IV    |          was called; it was not the right hour. ~"Passepartout!" repeated
 7 IV    | unconsciously swaying his head from right to left. ~"We'll have no
 8 VII   |       passport is genuine I have no right to refuse." ~"Still, I must
 9 VIII  |            yes, the passport is all right." ~"And you are looking
10 XV    |           Mr. Fogg, "and I have the right - " ~"Have you been ill-treated?" ~"
11 XV    |        offer bail." ~"You have that right," returned the judge. ~Fix'
12 XXI   |          Well - yes! Your honour is right. To Shanghai!" ~So the Tankadere
13 XXIII |            a sabre balanced on your right?" ~"Humph! I think so,"
14 XXV   |            calmly. "It would not be right for an Englishman to permit
15 XXVIII|             not see him." ~"You are right, madam," replied Fix; "a
16 XXVIII|       plentifully irrigated. On the right rose the lower spurs of
17 XXX   |          returned the other, "has a right to teach me my duty." ~"
18 XXXI  |             followed throughout the right bank of the Platte River.
19 XXXI  |       stopped in the station on the right bank of the river, before
20 XXXV  |              as if he had a perfect right so to do, and as if he feared