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The
wind
,
however
,
did
not
grow
as
boisterous
as
might
have
been
feared
;
it
was
not
one
of
those
tempests
which
burst
,
and
rush
on
with
a
speed
of
ninety
miles
an
hour
.
It
continued
fresh
,
but
,
unhappily
,
it
remained
obstinately
in
the
south-east
,
rendering
the
sails
useless
.
The
16th
of
December
was
the
seventy-fifth
day
since
Phileas
Fogg
's
departure
from
London
,
and
the
Henrietta
had
not
yet
been
seriously
delayed
.
Half
of
the
voyage
was
almost
accomplished
,
and
the
worst
localities
had
been
passed
.
In
summer
,
success
would
have
been
well-nigh
certain
.
In
winter
,
they
were
at
the
mercy
of
the
bad
season
.
Passepartout
said
nothing
;
but
he
cherished
hope
in
secret
,
and
comforted
himself
with
the
reflection
that
,
if
the
wind
failed
them
,
they
might
still
count
on
the
steam
.
On
this
day
the
engineer
came
on
deck
,
went
up
to
Mr.
Fogg
,
and
began
to
speak
earnestly
with
him
.
Without
knowing
why
it
was
a
presentiment
,
perhaps
Passepartout
became
vaguely
uneasy
.
He
would
have
given
one
of
his
ears
to
hear
with
the
other
what
the
engineer
was
saying
.
He
finally
managed
to
catch
a
few
words
,
and
was
sure
he
heard
his
master
say
,
"
You
are
certain
of
what
you
tell
me
?
"
"
Certain
,
sir
,
"
replied
the
engineer
.
"
You
must
remember
that
,
since
we
started
,
we
have
kept
up
hot
fires
in
all
our
furnaces
,
and
,
though
we
had
coal
enough
to
go
on
short
steam
from
New
York
to
Bordeaux
,
we
have
n't
enough
to
go
with
all
steam
from
New
York
to
Liverpool
.
"
"
I
will
consider
,
"
replied
Mr.
Fogg
.
Passepartout
understood
it
all
;
he
was
seized
with
mortal
anxiety
.
The
coal
was
giving
out
!
"
Ah
,
if
my
master
can
get
over
that
,
"
muttered
he
,
"
he
'll
be
a
famous
man
!
"
He
could
not
help
imparting
to
Fix
what
he
had
overheard
.
"
Then
you
believe
that
we
really
are
going
to
Liverpool
?
"
"
Of
course
.
"
"
Ass
!
"
replied
the
detective
,
shrugging
his
shoulders
and
turning
on
his
heel
.
Passepartout
was
on
the
point
of
vigorously
resenting
the
epithet
,
the
reason
of
which
he
could
not
for
the
life
of
him
comprehend
;
but
he
reflected
that
the
unfortunate
Fix
was
probably
very
much
disappointed
and
humiliated
in
his
self-esteem
,
after
having
so
awkwardly
followed
a
false
scent
around
the
world
,
and
refrained
.
And
now
what
course
would
Phileas
Fogg
adopt
?
It
was
difficult
to
imagine
.
Nevertheless
he
seemed
to
have
decided
upon
one
,
for
that
evening
he
sent
for
the
engineer
,
and
said
to
him
,
"
Feed
all
the
fires
until
the
coal
is
exhausted
.
"
