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1IN WHICH THE BAG OF BANKNOTES DISGORGES SOME THOUSANDS OF POUNDS MORE The train entered the station, and Passepartout
2jumping out first, was followed by Mr. Fogg, who assisted his fair companion to descend. Phileas Fogg intended to
3proceed at once to the Hong Kong steamer, in order to get Aouda comfortably settled for the voyage. He was unwilling to
4leave her while they were still on dangerous ground. Just as he was leaving the station a policeman came up to him, and
5said, "Mr. Phileas Fogg?" "I am he." "Is this man your servant?" added the policeman, pointing to Passepartout. "Yes."
6"Be so good, both of you, as to follow me." Mr. Fogg betrayed no surprise whatever. The policeman was a representative
7of the law, and law is sacred to an Englishman. Passepartout tried to reason about the matter, but the policeman tapped
8him with his stick, and Mr. Fogg made him a signal to obey. "May this young lady go with us?" asked he. "She may,"
9replied the policeman. Mr. Fogg, Aouda, and Passepartout were conducted to a palkigahri, a sort of four-wheeled
10carriage, drawn by two horses, in which they took their places and were driven away. No one spoke during the twenty
11minutes which elapsed before they reached their destination. They first passed through the "black town," with its narrow
12streets, its miserable, dirty huts, and squalid population; then through the "European town," which presented a relief
13in its bright brick mansions, shaded by coconut-trees and bristling with masts, where, although it was early morning,
14elegantly dressed horsemen and handsome equipages were passing back and forth. The carriage stopped before a
15modest-looking house, which, however, did not have the appearance of a private mansion. The policeman having requested
16his prisoners--for so, truly, they might be called--to descend, conducted them into a room with barred windows, and
17said: "You will appear before Judge Obadiah at half-past eight." He then retired, and closed the door. "Why, we are
18prisoners!" exclaimed Passepartout, falling into a chair. Aouda, with an emotion she tried to conceal, said to Mr. Fogg:
19"Sir, you must leave me to my fate! It is on my account that you receive this treatment, it is for having saved me!"
20Phileas Fogg contented himself with saying that it was impossible. It was quite unlikely that he should be arrested for
21preventing a suttee. The complainants would not dare present themselves with such a charge. There was some mistake.
22Moreover, he would not, in any event, abandon Aouda, but would escort her to Hong Kong. "But the steamer leaves at
23noon!" observed Passepartout, nervously. "We shall be on board by noon," replied his master, placidly. It was said so
24positively that Passepartout could not help muttering to himself, "Parbleu that's certain! Before noon we shall be on
25board." But he was by no means reassured. At half-past eight the door opened, the policeman appeared, and, requesting
26them to follow him, led the way to an adjoining hall. It was evidently a court-room, and a crowd of Europeans and
27natives already occupied the rear of the apartment. Mr. Fogg and his two companions took their places on a bench
28opposite the desks of the magistrate and his clerk. Immediately after, Judge Obadiah, a fat, round man, followed by the
29clerk, entered. He proceeded to take down a wig which was hanging on a nail, and put it hurriedly on his head. "The
30first case," said he. Then, putting his hand to his head, he exclaimed, "Heh! This is not my wig!" "No, your worship,"
31returned the clerk, "it is mine." "My dear Mr. Oysterpuff, how can a judge give a wise sentence in a clerk's wig?" The
32wigs were exchanged. Passepartout was getting nervous, for the hands on the face of the big clock over the judge seemed
33to go around with terrible rapidity. "The first case," repeated Judge Obadiah. "Phileas Fogg?" demanded Oysterpuff. "I
34am here," replied Mr. Fogg. "Passepartout?" "Present," responded Passepartout. "Good," said the judge. "You have been
35looked for, prisoners, for two days on the trains from Bombay." "But of what are we accused?" asked Passepartout,
36impatiently. "You are about to be informed." "I am an English subject, sir," said Mr. Fogg, "and I have the right--"
37"Have you been ill-treated?" "Not at all." "Very well; let the complainants come in." A door was swung open by order of
38the judge, and three Indian priests entered. "That's it," muttered Passepartout; "these are the rogues who were going to
39burn our young lady." The priests took their places in front of the judge, and the clerk proceeded to read in a loud
40voice a complaint of sacrilege against Phileas Fogg and his servant, who were accused of having violated a place held
41consecrated by the Brahmin religion. "You hear the charge?" asked the judge. "Yes, sir," replied Mr. Fogg, consulting
42his watch, "and I admit it." "You admit it?" "I admit it, and I wish to hear these priests admit, in their turn, what
43they were going to do at the pagoda of Pillaji." The priests looked at each other; they did not seem to understand what
44was said. "Yes," cried Passepartout, warmly; "at the pagoda of Pillaji, where they were on the point of burning their
45victim." The judge stared with astonishment, and the priests were stupefied. "What victim?" said Judge Obadiah. "Burn
46whom? In Bombay itself?" "Bombay?" cried Passepartout. "Certainly. We are not talking of the pagoda of Pillaji, but of
47the pagoda of Malabar Hill, at Bombay." "And as a proof," added the clerk, "here are the desecrator's very shoes, which
48he left behind him." Whereupon he placed a pair of shoes on his desk. "My shoes!" cried Passepartout, in his surprise
49permitting this imprudent exclamation to escape him. The confusion of master and man, who had quite forgotten the affair
50at Bombay, for which they were now detained at Calcutta, may be imagined. Fix the detective, had foreseen the advantage
51which Passepartout's escapade gave him, and, delaying his departure for twelve hours, had consulted the priests of
52Malabar Hill. Knowing that the English authorities dealt very severely with this kind of misdemeanour, he promised them
53a goodly sum in damages, and sent them forward to Calcutta by the next train. Owing to the delay caused by the rescue of
54the young widow, Fix and the priests reached the Indian capital before Mr. Fogg and his servant, the magistrates having
55been already warned by a dispatch to arrest them should they arrive. Fix's disappointment when he learned that Phileas
56Fogg had not made his appearance in Calcutta may be imagined. He made up his mind that the robber had stopped somewhere
57on the route and taken refuge in the southern provinces. For twenty-four hours Fix watched the station with feverish
58anxiety; at last he was rewarded by seeing Mr. Fogg and Passepartout arrive, accompanied by a young woman, whose
59presence he was wholly at a loss to explain. He hastened for a policeman; and this was how the party came to be arrested
60and brought before Judge Obadiah. Had Passepartout been a little less preoccupied, he would have espied the detective
61ensconced in a corner of the court-room, watching the proceedings with an interest easily understood; for the warrant
62had failed to reach him at Calcutta, as it had done at Bombay and Suez. Judge Obadiah had unfortunately caught
63Passepartout's rash exclamation, which the poor fellow would have given the world to recall. "The facts are admitted?"
64asked the judge. "Admitted," replied Mr. Fogg, coldly. "Inasmuch," resumed the judge, "as the English law protects
65equally and sternly the religions of the Indian people, and as the man Passepartout has admitted that he violated the
66sacred pagoda of Malabar Hill, at Bombay, on the 20th of October, I condemn the said Passepartout to imprisonment for
67fifteen days and a fine of three hundred pounds." "Three hundred pounds!" cried Passepartout, startled at the largeness
68of the sum. "Silence!" shouted the constable. "And inasmuch," continued the judge, "as it is not proved that the act was
69not done by the connivance of the master with the servant, and as the master in any case must be held responsible for
70the acts of his paid servant, I condemn Phileas Fogg to a week's imprisonment and a fine of one hundred and fifty
71pounds." Fix rubbed his hands softly with satisfaction; if Phileas Fogg could be detained in Calcutta a week, it would
72be more than time for the warrant to arrive. Passepartout was stupefied. This sentence ruined his master. A wager of
73twenty thousand pounds lost, because he, like a precious fool, had gone into that abominable pagoda! Phileas Fogg, as
74self-composed as if the judgment did not in the least concern him, did not even lift his eyebrows while it was being
75pronounced. Just as the clerk was calling the next case, he rose, and said, "I offer bail." "You have that right,"
76returned the judge.
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