train entered the station, and Passepartout jumping out first, was
followed by Mr. Fogg, who assisted his fair companion to descend. Phileas
Fogg intended to proceed at once to the Hong Kong steamer, in order to
get Aouda comfortably settled for the voyage. He was unwilling to leave
her while they were still on dangerous ground.
he was leaving the station a policeman came up to him, and said, "Mr. Phileas
man your servant?" added the policeman, pointing to Passepartout.
good, both of you, as to follow me."
betrayed no surprise whatever. The policeman was a representative of the
law, and law is sacred to an Englishman. Passepartout tried to reason about
the matter, but the policeman tapped him with his stick, and Mr. Fogg made
him a signal to obey.
young lady go with us?" asked he.
replied the policeman.
Aouda, and Passepartout were conducted to a palkigahri, a sort of four-wheeled
carriage, drawn by two horses, in which they took their places and were
driven away. No one spoke during the twenty minutes which elapsed before
they reached their destination. They first passed through the "black town,"
with its narrow streets, its miserable, dirty huts, and squalid population;
then through the "European town," which presented a relief in its bright
brick mansions, shaded by coconut-trees and bristling with masts, where,
although it was early morning, elegantly dressed horsemen and handsome
equipages were passing back and forth.
stopped before a modest-looking house, which, however, did not have the
appearance of a private mansion. The policeman having requested his prisoners
for so, truly, they might be called-to descend, conducted them into a room
with barred windows, and said: "You will appear before Judge Obadiah at
retired, and closed the door.
we are prisoners!" exclaimed Passepartout, falling into a chair.
with an emotion she tried to conceal, said to Mr. Fogg: "Sir, you must
leave me to my fate! It is on my account that you receive this treatment,
it is for having saved me!"
Fogg contented himself with saying that it was impossible. It was quite
unlikely that he should be arrested for preventing a suttee. The complainants
would not dare present themselves with such a charge. There was some mistake.
Moreover, he would not, in any event, abandon Aouda, but would escort her
to Hong Kong.
steamer leaves at noon!" observed Passepartout, nervously.
be on board by noon," replied his master, placidly.
said so positively that Passepartout could not help muttering to himself,
"Parbleu that's certain! Before noon we shall be on board." But he was
by no means reassured.
eight the door opened, the policeman appeared, and, requesting them to
follow him, led the way to an adjoining hall. It was evidently a court-room,
and a crowd of Europeans and natives already occupied the rear of the apartment.
and his two companions took their places on a bench opposite the desks
of the magistrate and his clerk. Immediately after, Judge Obadiah, a fat,
round man, followed by the clerk, entered. He proceeded to take down a
wig which was hanging on a nail, and put it hurriedly on his head.
case," said he. Then, putting his hand to his head, he exclaimed, "Heh!
This is not my wig!"
worship," returned the clerk, "it is mine."
Mr. Oysterpuff, how can a judge give a wise sentence in a clerk's wig?"
was getting nervous, for the hands on the face of the big clock over the
judge seemed to go around with terrible rapidity.
case," repeated Judge Obadiah.
Fogg?" demanded Oysterpuff.
here," replied Mr. Fogg.
said the judge. "You have been looked for, prisoners, for two days on the
trains from Bombay."
what are we accused?" asked Passepartout, impatiently.
about to be informed."
an English subject, sir," said Mr. Fogg, "and I have the rightó"
you been ill-treated?"
well; let the complainants come in."
was swung open by order of the judge, and three Indian priests entered.
it," muttered Passepartout; "these are the rogues who were going to burn
our young lady."
took their places in front of the judge, and the clerk proceeded to read
in a loud voice a complaint of sacrilege against Phileas Fogg and his servant,
who were accused of having violated a place held consecrated by the Brahmin
the charge?" asked the judge.
sir," replied Mr. Fogg, consulting his watch, "and I admit it."
it, and I wish to hear these priests admit, in their turn, what they were
going to do at the pagoda of Pillaji."
looked at each other; they did not seem to understand what was said.
cried Passepartout, warmly; "at the pagoda of Pillaji, where they were
on the point of burning their victim."
stared with astonishment, and the priests were stupefied.
victim?" said Judge Obadiah. "Burn whom? In Bombay itself?"
We are not talking of the pagoda of Pillaji, but of the pagoda of Malabar
Hill, at Bombay."
a proof," added the clerk, "here are the desecrator's very shoes, which
he left behind him."
he placed a pair of shoes on his desk.
cried Passepartout, in his surprise permitting this imprudent exclamation
to escape him.
of master and man, who had quite forgotten the affair at Bombay, for which
they were now detained at Calcutta, may be imagined.
detective, had foreseen the advantage which Passepartout's escapade gave
him, and, delaying his departure for twelve hours, had consulted the priests
of Malabar Hill. Knowing that the English authorities dealt very severely
with this kind of misdemeanour, he promised them a goodly sum in damages,
sent them forward to Calcutta by the next train. Owing to the delay caused
by the rescue of the young widow, Fix and the priests reached the Indian
capital before Mr. Fogg and his servant, the magistrates having been already
warned by a dispatch to arrest them should they arrive. Fix's disappointment
when he learned that Phileas Fogg had not made his appearance in Calcutta
may be imagined. He made up his mind that the robber had stopped somewhere
on the route and taken refuge in the southern provinces. For twenty-four
hours Fix watched the station with feverish anxiety; at last he was rewarded
by seeing Mr. Fogg and Passepartout arrive, accompanied by a young woman,
whose presence he was wholly at a loss to explain. He hastened for a policeman;
and this was how the party came to be arrested and brought before Judge
been a little less preoccupied, he would have espied the detective ensconced
in a corner of the court-room, watching the proceedings with an interest
easily understood; for the warrant had failed to reach him at Calcutta,
as it had done at Bombay and Suez.
Obadiah had unfortunately caught Passepartout's rash exclamation, which
the poor fellow would have given the world to recall.
are admitted?" asked the judge.
replied Mr. Fogg, coldly.
resumed the judge, "as the English law protects equally and sternly the
religions of the Indian people, and as the man Passepartout has admitted
that he violated the sacred pagoda of Malabar Hill, at Bombay, on the 20th
of October, I condemn the said Passepartout to imprisonment for fifteen
days and a fine of three hundred pounds."
hundred pounds!" cried Passepartout, startled at the largeness of the sum.
shouted the constable.
continued the judge, "as it is not proved that the act was not done by
the connivance of the master with the servant, and as the master in any
case must be held responsible for the acts of his paid servant, I condemn
Phileas Fogg to a week's imprisonment and a fine of one hundred and fifty
his hands softly with satisfaction; if Phileas Fogg could be detained in
Calcutta a week, it would be more than time for the warrant to arrive.
Passepartout was stupefied. This sentence ruined his master. A wager of
twenty thousand pounds lost, because he, like a precious fool, had gone
into that abominable pagoda!
Fogg, as self-composed as if the judgment did not in the least concern
him, did not even lift his eyebrows while it was being pronounced. Just
as the clerk was calling the next case, he rose, and said, "I offer bail."
that right," returned the judge.
blood ran cold, but he resumed his composure when he heard the judge announce
that the bail required for each prisoner would be one thousand pounds.
pay it at once," said Mr. Fogg, taking a roll of bank-bills from the carpet-bag,
which Passepartout had by him, and placing them on the clerk's desk.
sum will be restored to you upon your release from prison," said the judge.
"Meanwhile, you are liberated on bail."
said Phileas Fogg to his servant.
them at least give me back my shoes!" cried Passepartout angrily.
are pretty dear shoes!" he muttered, as they were handed to him. "More
than a thousand pounds apiece; besides, they pinch my feet."
offering his arm to Aouda, then departed, followed by the crestfallen Passepartout.
Fix still nourished hopes that the robber would not, after all, leave the
two thousand pounds behind him, but would decide to serve out his week
in jail, and issued forth on Mr. Fogg's traces. That gentleman took a carriage,
and the party were soon landed on one of the quays.
was moored half a mile off in the harbour, its signal of departure hoisted
at the mast-head. Eleven o'clock was striking; Mr. Fogg was an hour in
advance of time. Fix saw them leave the carriage and push off in a boat
for the steamer, and stamped his feet with disappointment.
is off, after all!" he exclaimed. "Two thousand pounds sacrificed! He's
as prodigal as a thief! I'll follow him to the end of the world if necessary;
but, at the rate he is going on, the stolen money will soon be exhausted."
was not far wrong in making this conjecture. Since leaving London, what
with travelling expenses, bribes, the purchase of the elephant, bails,
and fines, Mr. Fogg had already spent more than five thousand pounds on
the way, and the percentage of the sum recovered from the bank robber promised
to the detectives, was rapidly diminishing.