16 The Bet Is Lost!

CHAPTER 16 The Bet Is Lost! Phileas Fogg was in prison. He had been locked up at the Custom House since Fix had arrested him a few moments before. He was to be sent back to London in a matter of minutes. When he saw Fix arrest his monsieur,

第十六章赌输了！斐利亚·福克进了监狱。 自从费克斯几分钟前把他抓起来以后，他就一直被关在海关里。 他将在几分钟内被送回伦敦。 当他看见费克斯逮捕他的先生时，

Passepartout tried to attack the detective in a rage. But there were policemen by the detective's side and they held the butler back. Aouda was thunderstruck. She did not understand what was going on. Passepartout explained everything. He told her that Fix thought Phileas Fogg was the bank robber and described how he had chased them around the world. Was this all my fault? Passepartout thought. What if I had told the monsieur about Fix from the beginning? Could I have stopped him from being arrested? Maybe the monsieur would have been able to convince Fix of his innocence? But it was too late to do anything differently. Passepartout sat down at the Custom House and cried. Aouda was there, too. Neither one wanted to leave until they could see Phileas. Phileas Fogg had no more chances left. He

路路通勃然大怒，想要攻击侦探。 但是侦探身边有警察，他们拦住了管家。 艾娥达夫人大吃一惊。她不明白发生了什么事。 路路通把一切都解释了。 他对她说，费克斯认为斐利亚·福克就是那个抢银行的人，还说他是怎样满世界追赶他们的。 这都是我的错吗？路路通的想法。 如果我一开始就把费克斯的事告诉那位先生呢？ 我能阻止他被逮捕吗？ 也许这位先生能够使费克斯相信他是无辜的呢？ 但已经来不及采取任何改变了。 路路通坐在海关门口哭了起来。 艾娥达夫人也在那儿。谁也不想在见到菲利亚之前离开。 福克先生再也没有机会了。 他

needed to be at the Reform Club in exactly nine hours. The trip from Liverpool to London would take six, but now that he was under arrest, there was no guarantee he would even make it to London in time to clear his name, much less get himself over to the Reform Club. Inside his jail cell, Phileas Fogg sat very still. Although the bench was hard and his future uncertain, he was not emotional. He simply sat there, waiting. For what? Did he still hope to win the bet? Even with the prison doors closed in front of him, could he still win? Phileas carefully set his watch down beside him and looked at the hands as they moved. He didn't say a word. The situation was this: if Phileas Fogg was honest, he was ruined. If he was the robber, he was caught. Did he think about escaping? Maybe just once as he walked slowly around the cell. But

必须在9小时内赶到改革俱乐部 从利物浦到伦敦要花六个小时，但现在他被捕了，谁也不能保证他能及时赶到伦敦为自己正名，更不用说去改革俱乐部了。 在他的牢房里，福克先生静静地坐着。 虽然坐在替补席上很辛苦，他的未来也不确定，但他并没有情绪激动。 他只是坐在那里等着。 为了什么?他还希望赢得打赌吗？ 即使监狱的大门在他面前关上了，他还能赢吗？ 菲利亚小心翼翼地把表放在身边，看着指针的移动。 他一句话也没说。情况是这样的：如果斐利亚·福克是诚实的，他就完蛋了。 如果他是强盗，他就被抓住了。 他想过逃跑吗？ 也许只有一次，他在牢房里慢慢地走着。 但

the door was hopelessly locked and there were iron bars on the windows. He sat down and took his journal from his pocket. He wrote, "December 21, Saturday, Liverpool." Then he added, "80th day, 11:40 a.m." All he could do now was wait. The Custom House clock struck one. His watch was two hours too slow! They must have lost time somewhere along the way. Phileas thought to himself that if he was on an express train, he could be in London and just make it to the Reform Club in time to win his bet. But alas, he was stuck in jail. Another hour and a half went by before he heard some noise outside. It was Passepartout. His eyes brightened just a bit. The door swung open and Phileas saw Passepartout, Aouda, and Fix, who hurried toward him. Fix was panting and his hair stood up on end. "Sir, s-s-i-r," he stuttered, "forgive me—

门被锁得死死的，窗户上也有铁条。 他坐下来，从口袋里掏出日记本。 他写道：“12月21日，星期六，利物浦。” 然后他又说，“第80天，上午11点40分。” 他现在所能做的就是等待。 海关大楼的钟敲了一点。 他的表慢了两个小时！他们一定是在路上的某个地方浪费了时间。 菲利亚心想，如果他坐的是特快列车，他就能到伦敦，正好能及时赶到改革俱乐部，赢得赌注。 可惜，他被关进了监狱。 又过了一个半小时，他才听到外面有动静。 是路路通。他的眼睛稍稍亮了一下。 门开了，菲利亚看见路路通、艾娥达夫人和费克斯向他跑来。 费克斯气喘吁吁，头发都竖了起来。 “先生，”他结结巴巴地说，“请原谅我——

there's been—mistake—he looked just like you—robber—he—h-h-e—was arrested a few days ago! You are free." The real robber, James Strand, had been arrested in Edinburgh three days ago. Phileas Fogg was innocent! He stood up and straightened his coat. Then he walked quickly up to Detective Fix and promptly hit him on the nose. He knocked him right down! "Well done, sir!" Passepartout said. Fix didn't move. He knew he had received what he deserved. Phileas, Aouda, and Passepartout left the Custom House in a hurry. They jumped into a cab and raced to the train station. "Have we missed all of the trains to London?" Passepartout said to no one in particular. "Let me find out!" Phileas said. He went to the ticket desk and asked if there was an

搞错了——他长得很像你——抢劫犯——他——他——他——几天前被逮捕了！你自由了。” 真正的抢劫犯詹姆斯·斯特兰德三天前在爱丁堡被捕。 斐利亚福克是无辜的！他站起来，整理了一下外套。 然后他快步走到费克斯侦探跟前，立刻打了他的鼻子一拳。 他把他撞倒了！“干得好，先生！”路路通说。 费克斯没有动。他知道自己罪有应得。 菲利亚、艾娥达夫人和路路通匆匆离开了海关。 他们跳上一辆出租车，直奔火车站。 “我们错过了所有去伦敦的火车吗？”路路通对谁也没有说。 “让我看看！”Phileas说。 他走到售票处，问是否有

express train leaving shortly. "I'm sorry, sir," the clerk said. "It just left five minutes ago!" "Oh, no!" Aouda said. "We'll never make it now." "I've got an idea," Phileas said. "Let me see if I can hire a train to take us to London. Wait here." Phileas spoke with the clerk, who called the station manager. The two men discussed the situation. A few minutes later, Phileas walked back over to Passepartout and Aouda. "I've hired a special train. We're leaving at three p.m.," Phileas said. At last the three world travelers were on the final leg of their journey. When Phileas Fogg stepped onto the platform in London, the clocks were striking ten minutes before nine. Having made it around the world in eighty days, he arrived just five minutes too late—he had lost the bet!

快车马上就要开了。 “对不起，先生，”店员说。 “它五分钟前才离开！”“哦,不!”Aouda说。 “我们现在做不到了。” “我有个主意，”菲利亚说。 “让我看看能不能租一辆火车载我们去伦敦。 在这儿等着。”菲利亚和办事员谈了谈，办事员给电台经理打了电话。 这两个人讨论了形势。 几分钟以后，菲利亚回到路路通和艾娥达夫人身边。 “我雇了一辆专列。 我们下午三点出发。”菲利亚斯说。 三位世界旅行者终于踏上了他们旅程的最后一段。 当斐利亚·福克走上伦敦的月台时，钟正敲着九点差十分。 他用八十天的时间环游了世界，他只晚到了五分钟——他打赌输了！