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Everybody
knows
that
the
great
reversed
triangle
of
land
,
with
its
base
in
the
north
and
its
apex
in
the
south
,
which
is
called
India
,
embraces
fourteen
hundred
thousand
square
miles
,
upon
which
is
spread
unequally
a
population
of
one
hundred
and
eighty
millions
of
souls
.
The
British
Crown
exercises
a
real
and
despotic
dominion
over
the
larger
portion
of
this
vast
country
,
and
has
a
governor-general
stationed
at
Calcutta
,
governors
at
Madras
,
Bombay
,
and
in
Bengal
,
and
a
lieutenant-governor
at
Agra
.
But
British
India
,
properly
so
called
,
only
embraces
seven
hundred
thousand
square
miles
,
and
a
population
of
from
one
hundred
to
one
hundred
and
ten
millions
of
inhabitants
.
A
considerable
portion
of
India
is
still
free
from
British
authority
;
and
there
are
certain
ferocious
rajahs
in
the
interior
who
are
absolutely
independent
.
The
celebrated
East
India
Company
was
all-powerful
from
1756
,
when
the
English
first
gained
a
foothold
on
the
spot
where
now
stands
the
city
of
Madras
,
down
to
the
time
of
the
great
Sepoy
insurrection
.
It
gradually
annexed
province
after
province
,
purchasing
them
of
the
native
chiefs
,
whom
it
seldom
paid
,
and
appointed
the
governor-general
and
his
subordinates
,
civil
and
military
.
But
the
East
India
Company
has
now
passed
away
,
leaving
the
British
possessions
in
India
directly
under
the
control
of
the
Crown
.
The
aspect
of
the
country
,
as
well
as
the
manners
and
distinctions
of
race
,
is
daily
changing
.
Formerly
one
was
obliged
to
travel
in
India
by
the
old
cumbrous
methods
of
going
on
foot
or
on
horseback
,
in
palanquins
or
unwieldly
coaches
;
now
fast
steamboats
ply
on
the
Indus
and
the
Ganges
,
and
a
great
railway
,
with
branch
lines
joining
the
main
line
at
many
points
on
its
route
,
traverses
the
peninsula
from
Bombay
to
Calcutta
in
three
days
.
This
railway
does
not
run
in
a
direct
line
across
India
.
The
distance
between
Bombay
and
Calcutta
,
as
the
bird
flies
,
is
only
from
one
thousand
to
eleven
hundred
miles
;
but
the
deflections
of
the
road
increase
this
distance
by
more
than
a
third
.
The
general
route
of
the
Great
Indian
Peninsula
Railway
is
as
follows
:
Leaving
Bombay
,
it
passes
through
Salcette
,
crossing
to
the
continent
opposite
Tannah
,
goes
over
the
chain
of
the
Western
Ghauts
,
runs
thence
north-east
as
far
as
Burhampoor
,
skirts
the
nearly
independent
territory
of
Bundelcund
,
ascends
to
Allahabad
,
turns
thence
eastwardly
,
meeting
the
Ganges
at
Benares
,
then
departs
from
the
river
a
little
,
and
,
descending
south-eastward
by
Burdivan
and
the
French
town
of
Chandernagor
,
has
its
terminus
at
Calcutta
.
The
passengers
of
the
Mongolia
went
ashore
at
half-past
four
p.
m.
;
at
exactly
eight
the
train
would
start
for
Calcutta
.
Mr.
Fogg
,
after
bidding
good-bye
to
his
whist
partners
,
left
the
steamer
,
gave
his
servant
several
errands
to
do
,
urged
it
upon
him
to
be
at
the
station
promptly
at
eight
,
and
,
with
his
regular
step
,
which
beat
to
the
second
,
like
an
astronomical
clock
,
directed
his
steps
to
the
passport
office
.
As
for
the
wonders
of
Bombay
its
famous
city
hall
,
its
splendid
library
,
its
forts
and
docks
,
its
bazaars
,
mosques
,
synagogues
,
its
Armenian
churches
,
and
the
noble
pagoda
on
Malabar
Hill
,
with
its
two
polygonal
towers
--
he
cared
not
a
straw
to
see
them
.
He
would
not
deign
to
examine
even
the
masterpieces
of
Elephanta
,
or
the
mysterious
hypogea
,
concealed
south-east
from
the
docks
,
or
those
fine
remains
of
Buddhist
architecture
,
the
Kanherian
grottoes
of
the
island
of
Salcette
.
Having
transacted
his
business
at
the
passport
office
,
Phileas
Fogg
repaired
quietly
to
the
railway
station
,
where
he
ordered
dinner
.
Among
the
dishes
served
up
to
him
,
the
landlord
especially
recommended
a
certain
giblet
of
"
native
rabbit
,
"
on
which
he
prided
himself
.
Mr.
Fogg
accordingly
tasted
the
dish
,
but
,
despite
its
spiced
sauce
,
found
it
far
from
palatable
.
He
rang
for
the
landlord
,
and
,
on
his
appearance
,
said
,
fixing
his
clear
eyes
upon
him
,
"
Is
this
rabbit
,
sir
?
"
"
Yes
,
my
lord
,
"
the
rogue
boldly
replied
,
"
rabbit
from
the
jungles
.
"
"
And
this
rabbit
did
not
mew
when
he
was
killed
?
"
