2 hileas Fogg Says Something He Might Regret

CHAPTER 2 Phileas Fogg Says Something He Might Regret Phileas Fogg left his house and walked the five hundred and seventy-five steps to the Reform Club. He went straight to the dining room and sat down at his usual table. Just

outside the dining room was a garden that he liked to look at. Phileas's usual waiter brought him his usual lunch, which, as usual, he finished at precisely twelve forty-seven. After lunch, Phileas moved into the great hall to read the papers. He spent much of the day there and then went back into the dining room for his supper. When he finished eating, he sat in the Reading Room with some other members of the club. At ten past six, he started playing cards with his friends. Among Phileas's friends were Andrew Stuart, an engineer, and Thomas Flanagan, a landowner. John Sullivan and Samuel Fallentin were also there. They both owned newspapers. Lastly there was Ralph Gauthier, who worked for the Bank of England. Everyone wanted to hear about the robbery that had taken place at the bank just three days ago. The robber had gotten away with a fortune of fifty-five thousand pounds.

It had been all over the papers. "Shall we get started, gentlemen?" John Sullivan asked. "I am looking forward to picking up our game of bridge." They discussed who was to deal and then started playing cards. As each man settled into the game, Thomas Flanagan asked, "Well, Ralph, what do you think about that robbery?" "The bank will certainly lose the money!" Andrew Stuart cut in. "On the contrary," Ralph said, "I think we'll be able to catch the robber! We've sent detectives across the country and to the four corners of the world. He won't slip through our fingers." "So you know what he looks like, then?" Andrew asked. "He's no regular robber, that's for sure," Ralph replied. "He made off with so much money! What

do you mean he's not a regular robber?!" Andrew laughed. "He's a gentleman. At least that's what the papers are saying," Ralph responded. Ralph told the group that a number of people had seen a well-dressed gentleman in the very room where the money went missing. This had been on the same day that it was stolen. The police were convinced that it was this gentleman who had committed the crime, for no one else had been seen in the room. Ralph also told the men that the bank had offered a reward to the detective who managed to catch the thief. It was a very good reward, too—two thousand pounds! "Where do you think he'll go then, if you've got men all around the world?" Andrew asked. "Oh, the world is quite big enough to hide one smart fellow," Thomas said. "It used to be," Phileas said as he dealt the

cards around the table. "What do you mean?" Andrew asked. "Has the world grown smaller?" "Absolutely!" Ralph said. "I agree with Phileas. A man can travel so much faster these days. That is exactly why we're going to catch the thief. We can keep one step ahead of him by having detectives in any corner of the world where he might be hiding." "Ah," Andrew said, "but it's also how the thief could get away." "Perhaps, but that doesn't change the fact that one man can now travel around the world in three months," Ralph said. "Actually," Phileas interrupted, "it's just eighty days." "Phileas is right," John said. "The paper said it would only take eighty days now that the great railroad in India is complete." He opened up the paper and showed it to his

friends. "See here—it maps the whole trip out." Each man took his turn looking at the paper. Right there in black and white was a description of how someone could travel around the world in eighty days. "Even so," Ralph said, "that doesn't account for bad weather, accidents, or any number of things that could throw a man off track." "That's all included," Phileas said. "What about problems with the railroad or getting lost?" Ralph argued. "That's included as well. The paper has it all worked out, every possible thing that could go wrong, every last delay. It takes a mere eighty days to travel right around the world," Phileas said. He put down his cards and said, "Two trumps! I've won this hand!" Andrew gathered up the cards, shuffled them, and then dealt. He said, "Maybe you're