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1IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG'S NAME IS ONCE MORE AT A PREMIUM ON 'CHANGE It is time to relate what a change took place in
2English public opinion when it transpired that the real bankrobber, a certain James Strand, had been arrested, on the
317th day of December, at Edinburgh. Three days before, Phileas Fogg had been a criminal, who was being desperately
4followed up by the police; now he was an honourable gentleman, mathematically pursuing his eccentric journey round the
5world. The papers resumed their discussion about the wager; all those who had laid bets, for or against him, revived
6their interest, as if by magic; the "Phileas Fogg bonds" again became negotiable, and many new wagers were made. Phileas
7Fogg's name was once more at a premium on 'Change. His five friends of the Reform Club passed these three days in a
8state of feverish suspense. Would Phileas Fogg, whom they had forgotten, reappear before their eyes! Where was he at
9this moment? The 17th of December, the day of James Strand's arrest, was the seventy-sixth since Phileas Fogg's
10departure, and no news of him had been received. Was he dead? Had he abandoned the effort, or was he continuing his
11journey along the route agreed upon? And would he appear on Saturday, the 21st of December, at a quarter before nine in
12the evening, on the threshold of the Reform Club saloon? The anxiety in which, for three days, London society existed,
13cannot be described. Telegrams were sent to America and Asia for news of Phileas Fogg. Messengers were dispatched to the
14house in Saville Row morning and evening. No news. The police were ignorant what had become of the detective, Fix, who
15had so unfortunately followed up a false scent. Bets increased, nevertheless, in number and value. Phileas Fogg, like a
16racehorse, was drawing near his last turning-point. The bonds were quoted, no longer at a hundred below par, but at
17twenty, at ten, and at five; and paralytic old Lord Albemarle bet even in his favour. A great crowd was collected in
18Pall Mall and the neighbouring streets on Saturday evening; it seemed like a multitude of brokers permanently
19established around the Reform Club. Circulation was impeded, and everywhere disputes, discussions, and financial
20transactions were going on. The police had great difficulty in keeping back the crowd, and as the hour when Phileas Fogg
21was due approached, the excitement rose to its highest pitch. The five antagonists of Phileas Fogg had met in the great
22saloon of the club. John Sullivan and Samuel Fallentin, the bankers, Andrew Stuart, the engineer, Gauthier Ralph, the
23director of the Bank of England, and Thomas Flanagan, the brewer, one and all waited anxiously. When the clock indicated
24twenty minutes past eight, Andrew Stuart got up, saying, "Gentlemen, in twenty minutes the time agreed upon between Mr.
25Fogg and ourselves will have expired." "What time did the last train arrive from Liverpool?" asked Thomas Flanagan. "At
26twenty-three minutes past seven," replied Gauthier Ralph; "and the next does not arrive till ten minutes after twelve."
27"Well, gentlemen," resumed Andrew Stuart, "if Phileas Fogg had come in the 7:23 train, he would have got here by this
28time. We can, therefore, regard the bet as won." "Wait; don't let us be too hasty," replied Samuel Fallentin. "You know
29that Mr. Fogg is very eccentric. His punctuality is well known; he never arrives too soon, or too late; and I should not
30be surprised if he appeared before us at the last minute." "Why," said Andrew Stuart nervously, "if I should see him, I
31should not believe it was he." "The fact is," resumed Thomas Flanagan, "Mr. Fogg's project was absurdly foolish.
32Whatever his punctuality, he could not prevent the delays which were certain to occur; and a delay of only two or three
33days would be fatal to his tour." "Observe, too," added John Sullivan, "that we have received no intelligence from him,
34though there are telegraphic lines all along his route." "He has lost, gentleman," said Andrew Stuart, "he has a hundred
35times lost! You know, besides, that the 'China'--the only steamer he could have taken from New York to get here in time
36arrived yesterday. I have seen a list of the passengers, and the name of Phileas Fogg is not among them. Even if we
37admit that fortune has favoured him, he can scarcely have reached America. I think he will be at least twenty days
38behind-hand, and that Lord Albemarle will lose a cool five thousand." "It is clear," replied Gauthier Ralph; "and we
39have nothing to do but to present Mr. Fogg's cheque at Barings to-morrow." At this moment, the hands of the club clock
40pointed to twenty minutes to nine. "Five minutes more," said Andrew Stuart. The five gentlemen looked at each other.
41Their anxiety was becoming intense; but, not wishing to betray it, they readily assented to Mr. Fallentin's proposal of
42a rubber. "I wouldn't give up my four thousand of the bet," said Andrew Stuart, as he took his seat, "for three thousand
43nine hundred and ninety-nine." The clock indicated eighteen minutes to nine. The players took up their cards, but could
44not keep their eyes off the clock. Certainly, however secure they felt, minutes had never seemed so long to them!
45"Seventeen minutes to nine," said Thomas Flanagan, as he cut the cards which Ralph handed to him. Then there was a
46moment of silence. The great saloon was perfectly quiet; but the murmurs of the crowd outside were heard, with now and
47then a shrill cry. The pendulum beat the seconds, which each player eagerly counted, as he listened, with mathematical
48regularity. "Sixteen minutes to nine!" said John Sullivan, in a voice which betrayed his emotion. One minute more, and
49the wager would be won. Andrew Stuart and his partners suspended their game. They left their cards, and counted the
50seconds. At the fortieth second, nothing. At the fiftieth, still nothing. At the fifty-fifth, a loud cry was heard in
51the street, followed by applause, hurrahs, and some fierce growls. The players rose from their seats. At the
52fifty-seventh second the door of the saloon opened; and the pendulum had not beat the sixtieth second when Phileas Fogg
53appeared, followed by an excited crowd who had forced their way through the club doors, and in his calm voice, said,
54"Here I am, gentlemen!"
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