Madame Tussaud’s “people,” let it be said, are of wax, and are much visited in London; speech is all that is wanting to make them human.
During his brief interview with Mr. Fogg, Passepartout had been carefully observing him. He appeared to be a man about forty years of age, with fine, handsome features, and a tall, well-shaped figure; his hair and whiskers were light, his forehead compact and unwrinkled, his face rather pale, his teeth magnificent. His countenance possessed in the highest degree what physiognomists call “repose in action,” a quality of those who act rather than talk. Calm and phlegmatic, with a clear eye, Mr. Fogg seemed a perfect type of that English composure which Angelica Kauffmann has so skilfully represented on canvas. Seen in the various phases of his daily life, he gave the idea of being perfectly well-balanced, as exactly regulated as a Leroy chronometer. Phileas Fogg was, indeed, exactitude personified, and this was betrayed even in the expression of his very hands and feet; for in men, as well as in animals, the limbs themselves are expressive of the passions.
He was so exact that he was never in a hurry, was always ready, and was economical alike of his steps and his motions. He never took one step too many, and always went to his destination by the shortest cut; he made no superfluous gestures, and was never seen to be moved or agitated. He was the most deliberate person in the world, yet always reached his destination at the exact moment.
He lived alone, and, so to speak, outside of every social relation; and as he knew that in this world account must be taken of friction, and that friction retards, he never rubbed against anybody.
As for Passepartout, he was a true Parisian of Paris. Since he had abandoned his own country for England, taking service as a valet, he had in vain searched for a master after his own heart. Passepartout was by no means one of those pert dunces depicted by Moliere with a bold gaze and a nose held high in the air; he was an honest fellow, with a pleasant face, lips a trifle protruding, soft-mannered and serviceable, with a good round head, such as one likes to see on the shoulders of a friend. His eyes were blue, his complexion rubicund, his figure almost portly and well-built, his body muscular, and his physical powers fully developed by the exercises of his younger days. His brown hair was somewhat tumbled; for, while the ancient sculptors are said to have known eighteen methods of arranging Minerva’s tresses, Passepartout was familiar with but one of dressing his own: three strokes of a large-tooth comb completed his toilet.
It would be rash to predict how Passepartout’s lively nature would agree with Mr. Fogg. It was impossible to tell whether the new servant would turn out as absolutely methodical as his master required; experience alone could solve the question. Passepartout had been a sort of vagrant in his early years, and now yearned for repose; but so far he had failed to find it, though he had already served in ten English houses. But he could not take root in any of these; with chagrin, he found his masters invariably whimsical and irregular, constantly running about the country, or on the look-out for adventure. His last master, young Lord Longferry, Member of Parliament, after passing his nights in the Haymarket taverns, was too often brought home in the morning on policemen’s shoulders. Passepartout, desirous of respecting the gentleman whom he served, ventured a mild remonstrance on such conduct; which, being ill-received, he took his leave. Hearing that Mr. Phileas Fogg was looking for a servant, and that his life was one of unbroken regularity, that he neither travelled nor stayed from home overnight, he felt sure that this would be the place he was after. He presented himself, and was accepted, as has been seen.
At half-past eleven, then, Passepartout found himself alone in the house in Saville Row. He begun its inspection without delay, scouring it from cellar to garret. So clean, well-arranged, solemn a mansion pleased him; it seemed to him like a snail’s shell, lighted and warmed by gas, which sufficed for both these purposes. When Passepartout reached the second story he recognised at once the room which he was to inhabit, and he was well satisfied with it. Electric bells and speaking-tubes afforded communication with the lower stories; while on the mantel stood an electric clock, precisely like that in Mr. Fogg’s bedchamber, both beating the same second at the same instant. “That’s good, that’ll do,” said Passepartout to himself.
He suddenly observed, hung over the clock, a card which, upon inspection, proved to be a programme of the daily routine of the house. It comprised all that was required of the servant, from eight in the morning, exactly at which hour Phileas Fogg rose, till half-past eleven, when he left the house for the Reform Club?all the details of service, the tea and toast at twenty-three minutes past eight, the shaving-water at thirty-seven minutes past nine, and the toilet at twenty minutes before ten. Everything was regulated and foreseen that was to be done from half-past eleven a.m. till midnight, the hour at which the methodical gentleman retired.
Mr. Fogg’s wardrobe was amply supplied and in the best taste. Each pair of trousers, coat, and vest bore a number, indicating the time of year and season at which they were in turn to be laid out for wearing; and the same system was applied to the master’s shoes. In short, the house in Saville Row, which must have been a very temple of disorder and unrest under the illustrious but dissipated Sheridan, was cosiness, comfort, and method idealised. There was no study, nor were there books, which would have been quite useless to Mr. Fogg; for at the Reform two libraries, one of general literature and the other of law and politics, were at his service. A moderate-sized safe stood in his bedroom, constructed so as to defy fire as well as burglars; but Passepartout found neither arms nor hunting weapons anywhere; everything betrayed the most tranquil and peaceable habits.
Having scrutinised the house from top to bottom, he rubbed his hands, a broad smile overspread his features, and he said joyfully, “This is just what I wanted! Ah, we shall get on together, Mr. Fogg and I! What a domestic and regular gentleman! A real machine; well, I don’t mind serving a machine.”
- Chapter 37 - Around The World in 80 Days - IN WHICH IT IS SHOWN THAT PHILEAS FOGG GAINED NOTHING BY HIS TOUR AROUND THE WORLD UNLESS IT WERE HAPPINESS
- Chapter 36 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG'S NAME IS ONCE MORE AT A PREMIUM ON CHANGE
- Chapter 35 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG DOES NOT HAVE TO REPEAT HIS ORDERS TO PASSEPARTOUT TWICE
- Chapter 34 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG AT LAST REACHES LONDON
- Chapter 33 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG SHOWS HIMSELF EQUAL TO THE OCCASION
- Chapter 32 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG ENGAGES IN A DIRECT STRUGGLE WITH BAD FORTUNE
- Chapter 31 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH FIX, THE DETECTIVE, CONSIDERABLY FURTHERS THE INTERESTS OF PHILEAS FOGG
- Chapter 30 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG SIMPLY DOES HIS DUTY
- Chapter 29 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH CERTAIN INCIDENTS ARE NARRATED WHICH ARE ONLY TO BE MET WITH ON AMERICAN RAILROADS
- Chapter 28 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH PASSEPARTOUT DOES NOT SUCCEED IN MAKING ANYBODY LISTEN TO REASON
- Chapter 27 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH PASSEPARTOUT UNDERGOES, AT A SPEED OF TWENTY MILES ANHOUR, A COURSE OF MORMON HISTORY
- Chapter 26 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG AND PARTY TRAVEL BY THE PACIFIC RAILROAD
- Chapter 25 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH A SLIGHT GLIMPSE IS HAD OF SAN FRANCISCO
- Chapter 24 - Around the World in 80 Days - DURING WHICH MR. FOGG AND PARTY CROSS THE PACIFIC OCEAN
- Chapter 23 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH PASSEPARTOUT'S NOSE BECOMES OUTRAGEOUSLY LONG
- Chapter 22 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH PASSEPARTOUT FINDS OUT THAT, EVEN AT THE ANTIPODES, IT IS CONVENIENT TO HAVE SOME MONEY IN ONE'S POCKET
- Chapter 21 - Around the World in 80 days IN WHICH THE MASTER OF THE "TANKADERE" RUNS GREAT RISKOF LOSING A REWARD OF TWO HUNDRED POUNDS
- Chapter 20 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH FIX COMES FACE TO FACE WITH PHILEAS FOGG
- Chapter 19 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH PASSEPARTOUT TAKES A TOO GREAT INTEREST IN HIS MASTER, AND WHAT COMES OF IT
- Chapter 18 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG, PASSEPARTOUT, AND FIX GO EACH ABOUT HIS BUSINESS
- Chapter 17 - Around the World in 80 Days - SHOWING WHAT HAPPENED ON THE VOYAGE FROM SINGAPORE TO HONG KONG
- Chapter 16 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH FIX DOES NOT SEEM TO UNDERSTAND IN THE LEAST WHAT IS SAID TO HIM
- Chapter 15 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH THE BAG OF BANKNOTES DISGORGES SOME THOUSANDS OF POUNDS MORE
- Chapter 14 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG DESCENDS THE WHOLE LENGTH OF THE BEAUTIFULVALLEY OF THE GANGES WITHOUT EVER THINKING OF SEEING IT
- Chapter 13 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH PASSEPARTOUT RECEIVES A NEW PROOF THAT FORTUNE FAVORS THE BRAVE
- Chapter 12 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG AND HIS COMPANIONS VENTUREACROSS THE INDIAN FORESTS, AND WHAT ENSUED
- Chapter 11 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG SECURES A CURIOUS MEANS OF CONVEYANCE AT A FABULOUS PRICE
- Chapter 10 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH PASSEPARTOUT IS ONLY TOO GLAD TO GET OFF WITH THE LOSSOF HIS SHOES
- Chapter 9 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH THE RED SEA AND THE INDIAN OCEAN PROVE PROPITIOUS TO THE DESIGNS OF PHILEAS FOGG
- Chapter 8 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH PASSEPARTOUT TALKS RATHER MORE, PERHAPS, THAN IS PRUDENT
- Chapter 7 - Around the World in 80 Days - WHICH ONCE MORE DEMONSTRATES THE USELESSNESS OF PASSPORTS ASAIDS TO DETECTIVES
- Chapter 6 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH FIX, THE DETECTIVE, BETRAYS A VERY NATURAL IMPATIENCE
- Chapter 5 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH A NEW SPECIES OF FUNDS, UNKNOWN TO THE MONEYED MEN, APPEARS ON CHANGE
- Chapter 4 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG ASTOUNDS PASSEPARTOUT, HIS SERVANT
- Chapter 3 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH A CONVERSATION TAKES PLACE WHICH SEEMS LIKELY TO COSTPHILEAS FOGG DEAR
- Chapter 2 - Around the World in 80 days - IN WHICH PASSEPARTOUT IS CONVINCED THAT HE HAS AT LAST FOUND HIS IDEAL
- Chapter 1 - Around the World in 80 Days - IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG AND PASSEPARTOUT ACCEPT EACH OTHER, THE ONE AS MASTER, THE OTHER AS MAN
- Around the World in 80 Days: Title and Table of Contents