117 Around the World in Eighty Days 八十天环游世界1文档格式.docx

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ChapterThree:

Whengentlemenarethieves12

ChapterFour:

Whenouradventurersrescueawomanfromcertaindeath15

CharterFive:

WhenPassepartoutbecomesanacrobat19

CharterSix:

Whenourfriendsrisktheirlives25

CharterSeven:

WhenPhileasFoggcomestotherescue29

ChapterEight:

WhenPhileasFoggbecomesthecaptainofaship34

ChapterNine:

Whenitisbettertotraveleast38

WhenPhileasFoggmeetsPassepartout

LetmebeginbyintroducingamysteriousEnglishgentlemancalledPhileasFogg.

Mostpeopledon’tknowverymuchabouthim,butbecausehedoesthesamethingeveryday,somepeoplethinktheyknoweverythingabouthim.

Heisveryhandsomeandheisatruegentleman.Heiscertainlyrich,butnooneknowshowhemadehismoney.

Hasheeverbeentoanothercountry?

Hecannamealotofcountriesonaworldmapandheknowsthemostincrediblethingsaboutthem.Heprobablytravelledatonetime,butsomepeopleinsistthathehasnotleftLondonformanyyears.Maybeheonlytravelsinhishead.

Heisaveryprivatemanandhedoesnothavemanyfriends.TheonlytimehespeakstootherpeopleisattheReformClub,wherehegoestoreadnewspapersandplaycards.Hedoesnotplaytowin.Heplaysfortheenjoymentofthegame.Heoftenwins,buthedoesnotkeepthemoney.Hegivesittocharity.Helikestoseehisgamesasachallenge;

achallengethatdoesnotrequireanyphysicaleffort.

HehaslunchattheReformClubeveryday,inthesameroom,atthesametable.Hegoeshomeatmidnight.HelivesinhishouseinSavileRow,agoodaddressincentralLondon.Nooneevergoesthere,excepthismanservant,whomustalwaysbeontimeandbecompletelyloyaltoPhileasFogg.Infact,thisverymorning,hismanservantlosthisjobbecausethewaterhebroughtPhileasFoggwastoohottoshavewith.Andthisiswhereourstorybegins.

PhileasFoggwassittinginhisarmchairwaitingforhisnewmanservantatsometimebetweenelevenandhalfpasteleven.AtexactlyhalfpastelevenMrFogggoestotheReformClub.Helookedupatthehandsofthelargeclockbythewallthatcountedeverysecondwithaloudtick.

Therewasaknockatthedoorandayoungmanofaboutthirtycamein.

‘YousaythatyouareFrench,butyournameisJohn?

’askedPhileasFogg,lookingathimcarefully.

‘Jean,sir,notJohn,’saidtheyoungman.‘JeanPassepartout.Iamanhonestman,sir,andImusttellyouthatIhaven’tbeenamanservantallmylife.Iwasaphysicaleducationteacherandamusicteacher;

thenIbecameasinger.Ioncerodeahorseinacircus,andforatimeIworkedforthefirebrigadeinParis.’

‘IfoundoutthatacertainMrFoggwaslookingforamanservant.“Heisaveryclever,carefulman,”theytoldme.“Youwon’tfindaquietermaninallofEngland.Hedoesthesamethingeveryday.”AndsoIcameheretoaskaboutthejob,inthehopeoffinallybeingabletoliveaquietlife.’

‘Yes,someoneattheReformClubtoldyouthisIbelieveprobablythesamepersonwhotoldmeaboutyou.DoyouunderstandwhattypeofpersonI’mlookingfor?

’

‘Yes,sir.Ido,andIthinkI’mperfectforthejob.’

‘Wellthen,whattimeisitnow?

‘Eleventwenty-two,MrFogg,’Passepartoutreplied,takinghispocket-watchoutofasmallsidepocket.

‘Exactlyfourminuteslate,’notedPhileasFogg,lookingathisownwatch.‘Solet’ssayyoustartedworkingformeasfromeleventwenty-six.’

PhileasFoggstoodupfromhisarmchair,pickeduphishat,andwentoutofthedoorwithoutsayinganotherword.Fromthisbriefintroduction,Passepartoutwasabletomakenoteofhisemployer.Hewasaboutfortyyearsold,anelegantmanwithanattractive,gentleface.Hewastall,withblondhairandamoustache.Hewasthesortofpersonwhoremainedincrediblycalm,evenunderpressure.Hehadgentleeyesthatfixedyouwithafirmstare.Heneverseemedupsetorworried.HewasatypicalEnglishman.ItwasalwaysdifficulttoguessanEnglishman’struefeelings.

AndourFrenchman?

Passepartouthadanattractivefaceandhewasincrediblystrong.Hehadblueeyes,anduntidy,curlybrownhair.Hewasasweetpersonwhounderstoodthemeaningoftruefriendshipandloyalty.

ItwasjustafterhalfpastelevenandPassepartout,whowasnowaloneinhisnewhome,decidedtolookaround.Afterlookinginallthedifferentrooms,hefinallycametohisownbedroom.Abovethefireplacetherewasanelectricclock;

itwasthesameelectricclockthatPhileasFogghadinhisroom.Thetwoclockstickedattheexactsamesecond.BelowtheclocktherewasapieceofpaperlistingthedetailsofMrFogg’sday.

‘Notbadatall,’thoughtPassepartout.‘Amanwhoisasregularasclockwork!

ThisisjustwhatIwaslookingfor.’

WhenPhileasFoggmakesabet

Everyday,PhileasFogglefthishouseathalfpasteleven.Heputhisrightfootinfrontofhisleftfoot575times–heknewtheexactlengthofeverystep–andheputhisleftfootinfrontofhisrightfoot576timesbeforearrivingatthestepsoftheReformClub.

Heusuallywaitedalittlebeforehavinglunchatthirtyminutestoone.Thenhewenttotheloungeroomwherehespenttheafternoonreadingthenewspapers.Atfiveo’clockhehadafternoonteaandattwentytosixitwastimetogototheGamesRoomtoplaycardswithotherwealthyandrespectedmembersoftheclub,likeSirRalphGautierandAndrewSutart.

OnthisparticulardayAndrewStuartstartedtoreadastorytothemfromtheeveningnewspaperaboutarobberyattheBankofEngland.

Therobberytookplaceon29September.Thethiefstolefifty-fivethousandpoundswhiletheheadcashierwasbusywritingareceiptforjustafewpence.England’sbestdetectiveswerelookingforthethiefafterhearingthattheBankofEnglandwasofferingarewardoftwothousandpoundstothepersonwhowasabletocatchthethief.Fromthefirstinvestigationsintotherobberytheyknewonlyonethingforcertain:

hewasanelegant,well-spokengentleman.

Whiletheothermembersoftheclubsatatthetable,readytoplaytheirgameofcards,AndrewStuartcontinuedtotalkabouttherobbery.

‘Wheredoyouthinkthethiefishiding?

Hecouldbeanywhere.Theworldissobig!

‘Itisn’tsobiganymore,’repliedPhileasFogg.

‘Whatdoyoumean?

’saidAndrewStuartwithalaugh.‘Theearthdoesn’tgetanysmaller!

‘Ah!

Buttheearthissmaller,’saidSirRalphGautier.‘Ifyouthinkthatwecannowgoaroundittentimesquickerthanwecouldonehundredyearsago.Didyouknowthattodayamancantravelaroundtheworldinonlythreemonths?

‘Eightydaystobeexact,’PhileasFoggcorrectedhim.

‘Eightydays?

’askedasurprisedmanatthetable.

‘Well,maybethat’sture,butonlyifyoudon’tconsiderbadweather,storms,shipwrecks,andotherthings,’saidanother.

‘Ineightydays,consideringallpossibleevents,’continuedPhileasFogg.

Youthinkso,doyou,MrFogg?

’laughedSirRalph,‘Well,I’llbetfourthousandpoundsthatajourneylikethatisimpossibleinsuchashorttime.’

‘Irepeatthatitispossibletodothejourneyinthattime,’saidPhileasFogg,hiseyesfixedonSirRalph’ssmile.

‘Well,ifyouaresocertain,thendoityourself!

‘Iwill,’repliedPhileasFogg.

‘When?

‘Immediately.AndI’llbetnotfour,buttwentythousandpoundsthatIcangoaroundtheworldineightydays;

Iwillreturnherein1,920hours,or,ifyouprefer,115,220minutes.Doyouagreetothebet?

Theyalllookedatoneanother.Theycouldnotdecideifhewasserious.‘Weagree,’theysaid.

‘Good.I’lltakethetrainforDoverataquartertoninethisevening.Thebetstartsasfrom…’PhileasFoggtookasmallnotebookandpencilfromhispocketandmadeanote:

2October,8:

45p.m.

‘AndIwillreturnheretotheReformClubateightforty-fiveonSaturday21December.IfIamnotherebythattime,thischequefortwentythousandpoundsisyours,gentlemen.’

Andwiththesewordsheleftthechequefortwentythousandpoundsonthetable,pickeduphishatandwentoutofthedoor.

Attentoeighthismanservantwassurprisedtoseehisnewemployercomethroughthedoor.‘Passepartout,we’releavingintenminutes.We’retakingatraintoDover,’hesaid.‘Fromthere,aboatleavesforCalaisateleveno’clocktonight.We’regoingtogoaroundtheworld–ineightydays.Wehaven’tanothersecondtolose.’

Hisemployerdidnotseemtobeinahurry.Theoppositeinfact.Hespokealittlequicker,buthebehavedinthesamecalmway.

‘Aroundtheworld?

’saidPassepartouttohimself.‘Wellreally!

’hethought,shakinghishead.Justwhenhefinallythoughthehadtheperfectjob.HewantedtoworkforPhileasFoggbecausehewasagentlemanwholivedaquietlife,whoalwaysdidthesamethings.Andnow?

Howcouldthisbeaquietlife?

‘Packasmallbagwithjustmynightthingsinit,please,andpackoneforyourself.Wecanbuyeverythingelsewhenweneedit,’addedPhileasFogg,andwiththeseordershelefttheroom.

Passepartoutcontinuedtofeelalittleconfusedbuthefollowedhismaster’sorders.Hequicklypackedtheirbagsandateighto’clocktheywerereadytoleavethehouse.PhileasFoggopenedPassepartout’sbagandputtwentythousandpoundsintoit.Heclosedittightly.Twentyminuteslatertheywereatthestation.

‘Itmustbethemoneyforthejourney,’thoughtPassepartoutashesatonthetrainthinkingnervouslyaboutthemoneyinhisbag.Hedidnotwanttolosethebag.

AfterbeinginthenewspapersPhileasFogg’sjourneywasn’tasecret.SooneverybodyinLondonwastalkin