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between Brindisi and Bombay
Passports are only good for annoying honest folks, and aiding in the flight of rogues.
impassible
whom no incident could surprise,
He made his four hearty meals every day, regardless of the most persistent rolling and pitching on the part of the steamer;
Sepoy insurrection.
French town of Chandernagor,
Feringhea, the Thuggee chief, king of the stranglers, held his sway.
cool-headed
they endured the discomfort with true British phlegm,
suttee.”
“Why, you are a man of heart!” “Sometimes,” replied Phileas Fogg, quietly; “when I have the time.”
Benares of to-day, which the Orientalists call the Athens of India,
its jungles peopled with green alligators,
Meanwhile Phileas Fogg moved about above them in the most majestic and unconscious indifference.
He was passing methodically in his orbit around the world, regardless of the lesser stars which gravitated around him.
descending mathematically to the saloon.
antipodes.
The passengers were often bathed in spray, but they submitted to it philosophically.
whose coolness amazed her, showed herself worthy of him, and bravely weathered the storm.
he could scarcely realise so much determination and tenacity. Then he cried, “Well — yes! Your honour is right. To Shanghai!”
the Empire of the Sun for the States of the Union.
Moon, indeed! moonshine more likely!
“Colonel Stamp Proctor.”
The work was at once commenced, and pursued with true American energy; nor did the rapidity with which it went on injuriously affect its good execution.
waited philosophically until it should please the buffaloes to get out of the way.
“with the sombre sadness of right-angles,” as Victor Hugo expresses it.
vicissitudes
“Yes,” replied Mr. Fogg; “but they pass.”
It may be taken for granted that, rash as the Americans usually are, when they are prudent there is good reason for it.
the engineer, a true Yankee, named Forster called out, “Gentlemen, perhaps there is a way, after all, to get over.” “On the bridge?”
Colonel Proctor was especially delighted, and found the plan a very feasible one. He told stories about engineers leaping their trains over rivers without bridges, by putting on full steam; and many of those present avowed themselves of the engineer’s mind.
thought the experiment proposed a little too American.
“What! Prudent!” cried Colonel Proctor, whom this word seemed to excite prodigiously. “At full speed, don’t you see, at full speed!”
Excellent quote.
John Bull,”
a gentleman of the first order!”
After an interval of two minutes, what remained of the two gentlemen would be taken from the car.
venturesome,
was performed by Mr. Fogg with the coolness which never abandoned him.
apoplectic,
paroxysm of wrath.
“Pickaroon!”
by a supreme inspiration he was about to attempt once more to conquer ill-fortune.
“As for me, madam,” replied the gentleman, coldly, “I have need of nothing.”
