"You refuse?"

I come from a village where they don't eat that kind of bread!"

I have seen his generosity and goodness; and I will never betray him.

"Never!" replied Passepartout, who tried to rise, but fell back, exhausted in mind and body.

"I will share with you the two thousand pounds reward offered by the Bank of England."

"Well, what do you want of me?" said he, at last, with an effort.

Passepartout essayed to reject the suspicions which forced themselves upon his mind; he did not wish to believe that his master was guilty.

And yet how many presumptions there were against him!

Phileas Fogg, the saviour of Aouda, that brave and generous man, a robber!

"Would you like to be arrested as his accomplice?" Passepartout, overcome by what he had heard, held his head between his hands, and did not dare to look at the detective.

The Chinese seas are usually boisterous, subject to terrible gales of wind, and especially during the equinoxes; and it was now early November.

This voyage of eight hundred miles was a perilous venture on a craft of twenty tons, and at that season of the year.

John Bunsby, master, at length gave the order to start, and the Tankadere, taking the wind under her brigantine, foresail, and standing-jib, bounded briskly forward over the waves.

But the Frenchman did not appear, and, without doubt, was still lying under the stupefying influence of the opium.

Fix was not without his fears lest chance should direct the steps of the unfortunate servant, whom he had so badly treated, in this direction; in which case an explanation the reverse of satisfactory to the detective must have ensued.

Mr. Fogg and Aouda, who were seated on deck, cast a last glance at the quay, in the hope of espying Passepartout.

The sails and the English flag were hoisted at ten minutes past three.

"It's certain," thought he, "though rascal as he is, he is a polite one!"

The detective had a feeling akin to humiliation in profiting by the kindness of Mr. Fogg.

The accommodation was confined, but neat. "I am sorry to have nothing better to offer you," said Mr. Fogg to Fix, who bowed without responding.