"Yes."

"And you are going--"

"To Bombay."

"Very good, sir. You know that a visa is useless, and that no pa.s.sport is required?"

"I know it, sir," replied Phileas Fogg, "but I wish to prove, by your visa, that I came by Suez."

"Very well, sir."

The consul proceeded to sign and date the pa.s.sport, after which he added his official seal. Mr. Fogg paid the customary fee, coldly bowed, and went out, followed by his servant.

"Well?" queried the detective.

"Well, he looks and acts like a perfectly honest man," replied the consul.

"Possibly; but that is not the question. Do you think, consul, that this phlegmatic gentleman resembles, feature by feature, the robber whose description I have received?"

"I concede that, but then, you know, all descriptions--"

"I'll make certain of it," interrupted Fix. "The servant seems to me less mysterious than the master; besides, he's a Frenchman, and can't help talking. Excuse me for a little while, consul."

Fix started off in search of Pa.s.separtout.

Meanwhile Mr. Fogg, after leaving the consulate, repaired to the quay, gave some orders to Pa.s.separtout, went off to the Mongolia in a boat, and descended to his cabin. He took up his notebook, which contained the following memoranda:

"Left London, Wednesday, October 2nd, at 8:45 P.M.

"Reached Paris, Thursday, October 3rd, at 7:20 A.M.

"Left Paris, Thursday, at 8:40 A.M.

"Reached Turin by Mont Cenis, Friday, October 4th, at 6:35 AM.

"Left Turin, Friday, at 7:20 A.M.

"Arrived at Brindisi, Sat.u.r.day, October 5th, at 4 P.M.

"Sailed on the Mongolia, Sat.u.r.day, at 5 P.M.

"Reached Suez, Wednesday, October 9th, at 11 A.M.

"Total of hours spent, 158-1/2; or, in days, six days and a half."

These dates were inscribed in an itinerary divided into columns, indicating the month, the day of the month, and the day for the stipulated and actual arrivals at each princ.i.p.al point--Paris, Brindisi, Suez, Bombay, Calcutta, Singapore, Hong Kong, Yokohama, San Francisco, New York and London--from the 2nd of October to the 21st of December; and giving a s.p.a.ce for setting down the gain made or the loss suffered on arrival at each locality. This methodical record thus contained an account of everything needed, and Mr. Fogg always knew whether he was behind or in advance of his time. On this Friday, October 9th, he noted his arrival at Suez, and observed that he had as yet neither gained nor lost. He sat down quietly to breakfast in his cabin, never once thinking of inspecting the town, being one of those Englishmen who are wont to see foreign countries through the eyes of their servants.

Chapter 8

In Which Pa.s.separtout Talks Rather More, Perhaps, than Is Prudent

Fix soon rejoined Pa.s.separtout, who was lounging and looking about on the quay, as if he did not feel that he, at least, was obliged not to see anything.

"Well, my friend," said the detective, coming up with him, "is your pa.s.sport visaed?"

"Ah, it's you, is it, monsieur?" responded Pa.s.separtout.

"Thanks, yes, the pa.s.sport is all right."

"And you are looking about you?"

"Yes, but we travel so fast that I seem to be journeying in a dream. So this is Suez?"

"Yes."

"In Egypt?"

"Certainly, in Egypt."

"And in Africa?"

"In Africa."

"In Africa!" repeated Pa.s.separtout. "Just think, monsieur, I had no idea that we should go farther than Paris; and all that I saw of Paris was between twenty minutes past seven and twenty minutes before nine in the morning, between the Northern and the Lyons stations, through the windows of a car, and in a driving rain!

How I regret not having seen once more Pere la Chaise and the circus in the Champs Elysees!"

"You are in a great hurry, then?"

"I am not, but my master is. By the way, I must buy some shoes and shirts. We came away without trunks, only with a carpetbag."

"I will show you an excellent shop for getting what you want."

"Really, monsieur, you are very kind."

And they walked off together, Pa.s.separtout chatting volubly as they went along.

"Above all," he said; "don't let me lose the steamer."

"You have plenty of time. It's only twelve o'clock."

Pa.s.separtout pulled out his big watch. "Twelve!" he exclaimed.

"Why, it's only eight minutes before ten."

"Your watch is slow."

"My watch? A family watch, monsieur, which has come down from my great-grandfather! It doesn't vary five minutes in the year. It's a perfect chronometer, look you.

"I see how it is," said Fix. "You have kept London time, which is two hours behind that of Suez. You ought to regulate your watch at noon in each country."

"I regulate my watch? Never!"

"Well, then, it will not agree with the sun."