Indian Peninsular Railway is opened between Rothal and Allahabad, and
here is the estimate made by _The Morning Chronicle_:
London to Suez, by Mont Cenis and Brindisi, Rail and Steamer . . . 7
days.
Suez to Bombay, by Steamer . . . 13 "
Bombay to Calcutta, by Rail . . . 3 "
Calcutta to Hong Kong, by Steamer . . . 13 "
Hong Kong to Yokohama, by Steamer . . . 6 "
Yokohama to San Francisco, by Steamer . . . 22 "
San Francisco to New York, by Rail . . . 7 "
New York to London, Steam and Rail . . . 9 "
Total . . . 80 days."
"Yes, eighty days!" exclaimed Stuart, who, being absorbed in his
calculations, made a mis-deal; "but that estimate does not take inter
consideration bad weather, head-winds, shipwreck, railway accidents,
&c."
"They are all included," remarked Fogg, as he continued to play, for
this time the conversation did not cease with the deal.
"Even if the Hindoos or Indians take up the rails? Suppose they stop
the trains, pillage the baggage-waggons, and scalp the travellers?"
"All included," replied Fogg quietly. "Two trumps," he added, as he
won the tricks.
Stuart, who was "pony," collected the cards, and said: "No doubt you
are right in theory, Mr. Fogg, but in practice--"
"In practice too, Mr. Stuart."
"I should like to see you do it."
"It only rests with you. Let us go together."
"Heaven forbid," cried Stuart; "but I will bet you a cool four
thousand that such a journey, under such conditions, is impossible."
"On the contrary, it is quite possible," replied Mr. Fogg.
"Well, then, why don't you do it?"
"Go round the world in eighty days, do you mean?"
"Yes."
"I will."
"When?"
"At once; only I give you warning I shall do it at your expense."
"Oh, this is all nonsense," replied Stuart, who began to feel a little
vexed at Fogg's persistence; "let us continue the game."
"You had better deal, then; that was a mis-deal."
Andrew Stuart took up the cards, and suddenly put them down again.
"Look here, Mr. Fogg," he said; "if you like, I will bet you four
thousand."
"My dear Stuart," said Fallentin, "don't be ridiculous; it is only a
joke."
"When I say I will bet," said Stuart, "I mean it."
"All right," said Mr. Fogg; then, turning towards the others, he said:
"I have twenty thousand pounds deposited at Baring's. I will willingly
risk that sum."
"Twenty thousand pounds!" exclaimed Sullivan; "why, the slightest
accident might cause you
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