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"
Stop
,
"
said
Fogg
.
"
I
am
only
due
at
Allahabad
tomorrow
before
noon
.
"
"
But
what
can
you
hope
to
do
?
"
asked
Sir
Francis
.
"
In
a
few
hours
it
will
be
daylight
,
and
--
"
"
The
chance
which
now
seems
lost
may
present
itself
at
the
last
moment
.
"
Sir
Francis
would
have
liked
to
read
Phileas
Fogg
's
eyes
.
What
was
this
cool
Englishman
thinking
of
?
Was
he
planning
to
make
a
rush
for
the
young
woman
at
the
very
moment
of
the
sacrifice
,
and
boldly
snatch
her
from
her
executioners
?
This
would
be
utter
folly
,
and
it
was
hard
to
admit
that
Fogg
was
such
a
fool
.
Sir
Francis
consented
,
however
,
to
remain
to
the
end
of
this
terrible
drama
.
The
guide
led
them
to
the
rear
of
the
glade
,
where
they
were
able
to
observe
the
sleeping
groups
.
Meanwhile
Passepartout
,
who
had
perched
himself
on
the
lower
branches
of
a
tree
,
was
resolving
an
idea
which
had
at
first
struck
him
like
a
flash
,
and
which
was
now
firmly
lodged
in
his
brain
.
He
had
commenced
by
saying
to
himself
,
"
What
folly
!
"
and
then
he
repeated
,
"
Why
not
,
after
all
?
It
's
a
chance
perhaps
the
only
one
;
and
with
such
sots
!
"
Thinking
thus
,
he
slipped
,
with
the
suppleness
of
a
serpent
,
to
the
lowest
branches
,
the
ends
of
which
bent
almost
to
the
ground
.
The
hours
passed
,
and
the
lighter
shades
now
announced
the
approach
of
day
,
though
it
was
not
yet
light
.
This
was
the
moment
.
The
slumbering
multitude
became
animated
,
the
tambourines
sounded
,
songs
and
cries
arose
;
the
hour
of
the
sacrifice
had
come
.
The
doors
of
the
pagoda
swung
open
,
and
a
bright
light
escaped
from
its
interior
,
in
the
midst
of
which
Mr.
Fogg
and
Sir
Francis
espied
the
victim
.
She
seemed
,
having
shaken
off
the
stupor
of
intoxication
,
to
be
striving
to
escape
from
her
executioner
.
Sir
Francis
's
heart
throbbed
;
and
,
convulsively
seizing
Mr.
Fogg
's
hand
,
found
in
it
an
open
knife
.
Just
at
this
moment
the
crowd
began
to
move
.
The
young
woman
had
again
fallen
into
a
stupor
caused
by
the
fumes
of
hemp
,
and
passed
among
the
fakirs
,
who
escorted
her
with
their
wild
,
religious
cries
.
Phileas
Fogg
and
his
companions
,
mingling
in
the
rear
ranks
of
the
crowd
,
followed
;
and
in
two
minutes
they
reached
the
banks
of
the
stream
,
and
stopped
fifty
paces
from
the
pyre
,
upon
which
still
lay
the
rajah
's
corpse
.
In
the
semi-obscurity
they
saw
the
victim
,
quite
senseless
,
stretched
out
beside
her
husband
's
body
.
Then
a
torch
was
brought
,
and
the
wood
,
heavily
soaked
with
oil
,
instantly
took
fire
.
