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Aouda
,
despite
the
storm
,
kept
coming
out
of
the
waiting-room
,
going
to
the
end
of
the
platform
,
and
peering
through
the
tempest
of
snow
,
as
if
to
pierce
the
mist
which
narrowed
the
horizon
around
her
,
and
to
hear
,
if
possible
,
some
welcome
sound
.
She
heard
and
saw
nothing
.
Then
she
would
return
,
chilled
through
,
to
issue
out
again
after
the
lapse
of
a
few
moments
,
but
always
in
vain
.
Evening
came
,
and
the
little
band
had
not
returned
.
Where
could
they
be
?
Had
they
found
the
Indians
,
and
were
they
having
a
conflict
with
them
,
or
were
they
still
wandering
amid
the
mist
?
The
commander
of
the
fort
was
anxious
,
though
he
tried
to
conceal
his
apprehensions
.
As
night
approached
,
the
snow
fell
less
plentifully
,
but
it
became
intensely
cold
.
Absolute
silence
rested
on
the
plains
.
Neither
flight
of
bird
nor
passing
of
beast
troubled
the
perfect
calm
.
Throughout
the
night
Aouda
,
full
of
sad
forebodings
,
her
heart
stifled
with
anguish
,
wandered
about
on
the
verge
of
the
plains
.
Her
imagination
carried
her
far
off
,
and
showed
her
innumerable
dangers
.
What
she
suffered
through
the
long
hours
it
would
be
impossible
to
describe
.
Fix
remained
stationary
in
the
same
place
,
but
did
not
sleep
.
Once
a
man
approached
and
spoke
to
him
,
and
the
detective
merely
replied
by
shaking
his
head
.
Thus
the
night
passed
.
At
dawn
,
the
half-extinguished
disc
of
the
sun
rose
above
a
misty
horizon
;
but
it
was
now
possible
to
recognise
objects
two
miles
off
.
Phileas
Fogg
and
the
squad
had
gone
southward
;
in
the
south
all
was
still
vacancy
.
It
was
then
seven
o'clock
.
The
captain
,
who
was
really
alarmed
,
did
not
know
what
course
to
take
.
Should
he
send
another
detachment
to
the
rescue
of
the
first
?
Should
he
sacrifice
more
men
,
with
so
few
chances
of
saving
those
already
sacrificed
?
His
hesitation
did
not
last
long
,
however
.
Calling
one
of
his
lieutenants
,
he
was
on
the
point
of
ordering
a
reconnaissance
,
when
gunshots
were
heard
.
Was
it
a
signal
?
The
soldiers
rushed
out
of
the
fort
,
and
half
a
mile
off
they
perceived
a
little
band
returning
in
good
order
.
Mr.
Fogg
was
marching
at
their
head
,
and
just
behind
him
were
Passepartout
and
the
other
two
travellers
,
rescued
from
the
Sioux
.
They
had
met
and
fought
the
Indians
ten
miles
south
of
Fort
Kearney
.
Shortly
before
the
detachment
arrived
,
Passepartout
and
his
companions
had
begun
to
struggle
with
their
captors
,
three
of
whom
the
Frenchman
had
felled
with
his
fists
,
when
his
master
and
the
soldiers
hastened
up
to
their
relief
.
All
were
welcomed
with
joyful
cries
.
Phileas
Fogg
distributed
the
reward
he
had
promised
to
the
soldiers
,
while
Passepartout
,
not
without
reason
,
muttered
to
himself
,
"
It
must
certainly
be
confessed
that
I
cost
my
master
dear
!
"
