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He
did
not
finish
his
sentence
;
for
a
terrific
hubbub
now
arose
on
the
terrace
behind
the
flight
of
steps
where
they
stood
,
and
there
were
frantic
shouts
of
,
"
Hurrah
for
Mandiboy
!
Hip
,
hip
,
hurrah
!
"
It
was
a
band
of
voters
coming
to
the
rescue
of
their
allies
,
and
taking
the
Camerfield
forces
in
flank
.
Mr.
Fogg
,
Aouda
,
and
Fix
found
themselves
between
two
fires
;
it
was
too
late
to
escape
.
The
torrent
of
men
,
armed
with
loaded
canes
and
sticks
,
was
irresistible
.
Phileas
Fogg
and
Fix
were
roughly
hustled
in
their
attempts
to
protect
their
fair
companion
;
the
former
,
as
cool
as
ever
,
tried
to
defend
himself
with
the
weapons
which
nature
has
placed
at
the
end
of
every
Englishman
's
arm
,
but
in
vain
.
A
big
brawny
fellow
with
a
red
beard
,
flushed
face
,
and
broad
shoulders
,
who
seemed
to
be
the
chief
of
the
band
,
raised
his
clenched
fist
to
strike
Mr.
Fogg
,
whom
he
would
have
given
a
crushing
blow
,
had
not
Fix
rushed
in
and
received
it
in
his
stead
.
An
enormous
bruise
immediately
made
its
appearance
under
the
detective
's
silk
hat
,
which
was
completely
smashed
in
.
"
Yankee
!
"
exclaimed
Mr.
Fogg
,
darting
a
contemptuous
look
at
the
ruffian
.
"
Englishman
!
"
returned
the
other
.
"
We
will
meet
again
!
"
"
When
you
please
.
"
"
What
is
your
name
?
"
"
Phileas
Fogg
.
And
yours
?
"
"
Colonel
Stamp
Proctor
.
"
The
human
tide
now
swept
by
,
after
overturning
Fix
,
who
speedily
got
upon
his
feet
again
,
though
with
tattered
clothes
.
Happily
,
he
was
not
seriously
hurt
.
His
travelling
overcoat
was
divided
into
two
unequal
parts
,
and
his
trousers
resembled
those
of
certain
Indians
,
which
fit
less
compactly
than
they
are
easy
to
put
on
.
Aouda
had
escaped
unharmed
,
and
Fix
alone
bore
marks
of
the
fray
in
his
black
and
blue
bruise
.
