AROUND THE WORLD IN 80 DAYS(环游世界80天)-第16章

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se　white　pulp；　melting　in　the　mouth；　affords　gourmands　a　delicious　sensation　…　was　waiting　for　them　on　deck。　He　was　only　too　glad　to　offer　some　mangoes　to　Aouda；　who　thanked　him　very　gracefully　for　them。　
At　eleven　o'clock　the　‘Rangoon'　rode　out　of　Singapore　harbour；　and　in　a　few　hours　the　high　mountains　of　Malacoma；　with　their　forests　inhabited　by　the　most　beautifully…tuned　tigers　in　the　world；　were　lost　to　view。　Singapore　is　distant　some　thirteen　hundred　miles　from　the　island　of　Hong　Kong；　which　is　a　little　English　colony　near　the　Chinese　coast。　Phileas　Fogg　hoped　to　acomomplish　the　journey　in　six　days；　so　as　to　be　in　time　for　the　steamer　which　would　leave　on　the　6th　of　November　for　Yokohama；　the　principal　Japanese　port。　
The　‘Rangoon'　had　a　large　a　of　passengers；　many　of　whom　disembarked　at　Singapore；　among　them　a　number　of　Indians；　Ceylonese；　Chinamen；　Malays　and　Portuguese；　mostly　second…class　travellers。　
The　weather；　which　had　hitherto　been　fine；　changed　with　the　last　quarter　of　the　moon。　The　sea　rolled　heavily；　and　the　wind　at　intervals　rose　almost　to　a　storm；　but　happily　blew　from　the　south…west；　and　thus　aided　the　steamer's　progress。　The　captain　as　often　as　possible　put　up　his　sails；　and　under　the　double　action　of　steam　and　sail　the　vessel　made　rapid　progress　along　the　coasts　of　Anam　and　Cochin　China。　Owing　to　the　defective　construction　of　the　‘Rangoon'；　however；　unusual　precautions　became　necessary　in　unfavourable　weather；　but　the　loss　of　time　which　resulted　from　this　cause；　while　it　nearly　drove　Passepartout　out　of　his　senses；　did　not　seem　to　affect　his　master　in　the　least。　Passepartout　blamed　the　captain；　the　engineer　and　the　crew；　and　consigned　all　who　were　connected　with　the　ship　to　the　land　where　the　pepper　grows。　Perhaps　the　thought　of　the　gas；　which　was　remorselessly　burning　at　his　expense　in　Saville　Row；　had　something　to　do　with　his　hot　impatience。　
‘You　are　in　a　great　hurry；　then；'　said　Fix　to　him　one　day；　‘to　reach　Hong　Kong？'　
‘A　very　great　hurry！'　
‘Mr　Fogg；　I　suppose；　is　anxious　to　catch　the　steamer　for　Yokohama？'　
‘Terribly　anxious。'　
‘You　believe　in　this　journey　around　the　world；　then？'　
‘Absolutely。　Don't　you；　Mr　Fix？'　
‘I？　I　don't　believe　a　word　of　it。'　
‘You're　a　sly　dog！'　said　Passepartout；　winking　at　him。　
This　expression　rather　disturbed　Fix；　without　his　knowing　why。　Had　the　Frenchman　guessed　his　real　purpose？　He　knew　not　what　to　think。　But　how　could　Passepartout　have　discovered　that　he　was　a　detective？　Yet；　in　speaking　as　he　did；　the　man　evidently　meant　more　than　he　expressed。　
Passepartout　went　still　further　the　next　day；　he　could　not　hold　his　tongue。　
‘Mr　Fix；'　said　he；　in　a　bantering　tone；　‘shall　we　be　so　unfortunate　as　to　lose　you　when　we　get　to　Hong　Kong？'　
‘Why；'　responded　Fix；　a　little　embarrassed；　‘I　don't　know；　perhaps……'　
‘Ah；　if　you　would　only　go　on　with　us！　An　agent　of　the　Peninsular　Company；　you　know；　can't　stop　on　the　way！　You　were　only　going　to　Bombay；　and　here　you　are　in　China。　America　is　not　far　off；　and　from　America　to　Europe　is　only　a　step。'　
Fix　looked　intently　at　his　companion；　whose　countenance　was　as　serene　as　possible；　and　laughed　with　him。　But　Passepartout　persisted　in　chaffing　him　by　asking　him　if　he　made　much　by　his　present　ocomupation。　
‘Yes；　and　no；'　returned　Fix；　‘there　is　good　and　bad　luck　in　such　things。　But　you　must　understand　that　I　don't　travel　at　my　own　expense。'　
‘Oh；　I　am　quite　sure　of　that！'　cried　Passepartout；　laughing　heartily。　
Fix；　fairly　puzzled；　descended　to　his　cabin　and　gave　himself　up　to　his　reflections。　He　was　evidently　suspected；　somehow　or　other　the　Frenchman　had　found　out　that　he　was　a　detective。　But　had　he　told　his　master？　What　part　was　he　playing　in　all　this：　was　he　an　acomomplice　or　not？　Was　the　game；　then；　up？　Fix　spent　several　hours　turning　these　things　over　in　his　mind；　sometimes　thinking　that　all　was　lost；　then　persuading　himself　that　Fogg　was　ignorant　of　his　presence；　and　then　undecided　what　course　it　was　best　to　take。　
Nevertheless；　he　preserved　his　coolness　of　mind；　and　at　last　resolved　to　deal　plainly　with　Passepartout。　If　he　did　not　find　it　practicable　to　arrest　Fogg　at　Hong　Kong；　and　if　Fogg　made　preparations　to　leave　that　last　foothold　of　English　territory；　he；　Fix；　would　tell　Passepartout　all。　Either　the　servant　was　the　acomomplice　of　his　master；　and　in　this　case　the　master　knew　of　his　operations；　and　he　should　fail；　or　else　the　servant　knew　nothing　about　the　robbery；　and　then　his　interest　would　be　to　abandon　the　robber。　
Such　was　the　situation　between　Fix　and　Passepartout。　Meanwhile　Phileas　Fogg　moved　about　above　them　in　the　most　majestic　and　unconscious　indifference。　He　was　passing　methodically　in　his　orbit　around　the　world；　regardless　of　the　lesser　stars　which　gravitated　around　him。　Yet　there　was　near　by　what　the　astronomers　would　call　a　disturbing　star；　which　might　have　produced　an　agitation　in　this　gentleman's　heart。　But　no！　the　charms　of　Aouda　failed　to　act；　to　Passepartout's　great　surprise；　and　the　disturbances；　if　they　existed；　would　have　been　more　difficult　to　calculate　than　those　of　Uranus　which　led　to　the　discovery　of　Neptune。　
It　was　every　day　an　increasing　wonder　to　Passepartout；　who　read　in　Aouda's　eyes　the　depths　of　her　gratitude　to　his　master。　Phileas　Fogg；　though　brave　and　gallant；　must　be；　he　thought；　quite　heartless。　As　to　the　sentiment　which　this　journey　might　have　awakened　in　him；　there　was　clearly　no　trace　of　such　a　thing；　while　poor　Passepartout　existed　in　perpetual　reveries。　
One　day　he　was　leaning　on　the　railing　of　the　engine…room；　and　was　observing　the　engine；　when　a　sudden　pitch　of　the　steamer　threw　the　screw　out　of　the　water。　The　steam　came　hissing　out　of　the　valves；　and　this　made　Passepartout　indignant。　
‘The　valves　are　not　sufficiently　charged！'　he　exclaimed。　‘We　are　not　going。　Oh；　these　English！　If　this　was　an　American　craft；　we　should　blow　up；　perhaps；　but　we　should　at　all　events　go　faster！'　

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CHAPTER　XVIII
IN　WHICH　PHILEAS　FOGG；　PASSEPARTOUT；　AND　FIX　GO　EACH　ABOUT　HIS　BUSINESS。
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The　weather　was　bad　during　the　latter　days　of　the　voyage。　The　wind；　obstinately　remaining　in　the　north…west；　blew　a　gale；　and　retarded　the　steamer。　The　‘Rangoon'　rolled　heavily；　and　the　passengers　became　impatient　of　the　long；　monstrous　waves　which　the　wind　raised　before　their　path。　A　sort　of　tempest　arose　on　the　3rd　of　November；　the　squall　knocking　the　vessel　about　with　fury；　and　the　waves　running　high。　The　‘Rangoon'　reefed　all　her　sails；　and　even　the　rigging　proved　too　much；　whistling　and　shaking　amid　the　squall。　The　steamer　was　forced　to　proceed　slowly　and　the　captain　estimated　that　she　would　reach　Hong　Kong　twenty　hours　behind　time；　and　more　if　the　storm　lasted。　
Phileas　Fogg　gazed　at　the　tempestuous　sea；　which　seemed　to　be　struggling　especially　to　delay　him；　with　his　habitual　tranquility。　He　never　changed　countenance　for　an　instant；　though　a　delay　of　twenty　hours；　by　making　him　too　late　for　the　Yokohama　boat；　would　almost　inevitably　cause　the　loss　of　the　wager。　But　this　man　of　nerve　manifested　neither　impatience　nor　annoyance；　it　seemed　as　if　the　storm　were　a　part　of　his　programme；　and　had　been　foreseen。　Aouda　was　amazed　to　find　him　as　calm　as　he　had　been　from　the　first　time　she　saw　him。　
Fix　did　not　look　at　the　state　of　things　in　the　same　light。　The　storm　greatly　pleased　him。　His　satisfaction　would　have　been　complete　had　the　‘Rangoon'　been　forced　to　retreat　before　the　violence　of　wind　and　waves。　Each　delay　filled　him　with　hope；　for　it　became　more　and　more　probable　that　Fogg　would　be　obliged　to　remain　some　days　at　Hong　Kong；　and　now　the　heavens　themselves　became　his　allies；　with　the　gusts　and　squalls。　It　mattered　not　that　they　made　him　sea…sick　he　made　no　acomount　of　this　inconvenience；　and　whilst　his　body　was　writhing　under　their　effects；　his　spirit　bounded　with　hopeful　exultation。　
Passepartout　was　enraged　beyond　expression　by　the　unpropitious　weather。　Everything　had　gone　so　well　till　now！　Earth　and　sea　had　seemed　to　be　at　his　master's　service；　steamers　and　railways　obeyed　him；　wind　and　steam　united　to　speed　his　journey。　Had　the　hour　of　adversity　come？　Passepartout　was　as　much　excited　as　if　the　twenty　thousand　pounds　were　to　come　from　his　own　pocket。　The　storm　exasperated　him；　the　gale　made　him　furious；　and　he　longed　to　lash　the　obstinate　sea　into　obedience。　Poor　fellow！　Fix　carefully　concealed　from　him　his　own　satisfaction；　for；　had　he　betrayed　it；　Passepartout　could　scarcely　have　restrained　himself　from　personal　violence。　
Passepartout　remained　on　deck　as　long　as　the　tempest　lasted；　being　unable　to　remain　quiet　below；　and　taking　it　into　his　head　to　aid　the　progress　of　the　ship　by　lending　a　hand　with　the　crew。　He　over…whelmed　the　captain；　officers　and　sailors；　who　could　not　help　laughing　at　his　impatience；　with　all　sorts　of　questions。　He　wanted　to　know　exactly　how　long　the　storm　was　going　to　last；　whereupon　he　was　referred　to　the　barometer；　which　seemed　to　have　no　intention　of　rising。　Passepartout　shook　it；　but　with　no　perceptible　effect；　for　neither　shaking　nor　maledictions　could　prevail　upon　it　to　change　its　mind。　
On　the　4th；　however；　the　sea　became　more　calm；　and　the　storm　lessened　its　violence；　the　wind　veered　southwards；　and　was　once　more　favourable。　Passepartout　cheered　up　with　the　weather。　Some　of　the　sails　were　unfurled；　and　the　‘Rangoon'　resumed　its　most　rapid　speed。　The　time　lost　could　not；　however；　be　regained。　Land　was　not　signalled　until　five　o'clock　on　the　morning　of　the　6th；　the　steamer　was　due　on　the　5th。　Phileas　Fogg　was　twenty…four　hours　behind…hand；　and　the　Yokohama　steamer　would；　of　course；　be　missed。　
The　pilot　went　on　board　at　six；　and　took　his　place　on　the　bridge；　to　guide　the　‘Rangoon'　through　the　channels　to　the　port　of　Hong　Kong。　Passepartout　longed　to　ask　him　if　the　steamer　had　left　for　Yokohama；　but　he　dared　not；　for　he　wished　to　preserve　the　spark　of　hope；　which　still　remained；　till　the　last　moment。　He　had　confided　his　anxiety　to　Fix；　who　…　the　sly　rascal！　…　tried　to　console　him　by　saying　that　Mr　Fogg　would　be　in　time　if　he　took　the　next　boat；　but　this　only　put　Passepartout　in　a　passion。　
Mr　Fogg；　bolder