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2026-04-01
"Where did all this wood come from?" I cried; "what wood is it?" "Well, there is pinewood, fir, and the palms of the northern regions, mineralized by the action of the sea," he replied, sententiously. "Can it be possible?" "Yes," said the learned Professor, "w...
2026-04-01
At any rate, whatever were my wanderings, the clock chimed twelve as I entered the house; and that gave exactly an hour for every mile of the usual way from Wuthering Heights. My human fixture and her satellites rushed to welcome me; exclaiming, tumultuously, ...
2026-03-22
It was a perfect day, with a bright sun and a few fleecy clouds in the heavens. The trees and wayside hedges were just throwing out their first green shoots, and the air was full of the pleasant smell of the moist earth. To me at least there was a strange cont...
2026-03-18
Several had departure signals, and were preparing to put to sea at morning tide; for in this immense and admirable port there is not one day in a hundred that vessels do not set out for every quarter of the globe. But they were mostly sailing vessels, of which...
2026-03-16
But a single delay would suffice to fatally break the chain of communication; should Phileas Fogg once miss, even by an hour; a steamer, he would have to wait for the next, and that would irrevocably render his attempt vain. This article made a great deal of n...
2026-03-08
He has closed the account most accurately, and to-day begun a new record. How many of us begin a new record with each day of our lives? To me it seems only yesterday that my whole life ended with my new hope, and that truly I began a new record.
2026-03-05
“Twelve!” he exclaimed; “why, it’s only eight minutes before ten.” “Your watch is slow.” “My watch? A family watch, monsieur, which has come down from my great-grandfather! It’s a perfect chronometer, look you.” “I see how it is,” said Fix. “You have kept Lond...
2026-03-04
None of it that I noticed was less than three hundred years old. There were also chains and ornaments, some jewelled, but all of them old and stained. I tried it, for, since I could not find the key of the room or the key of the outer door, which was the main ...
2026-02-22
My occasional delirium prevented me from counting time. I was weeks recovering from that awful starvation adventure; and yet what was that to the hideous sufferings I now endured? After dreaming for some time, and thinking of this and other matters, I once mor...
2026-02-21
The “China,” for Liverpool, had started three-quarters of an hour before! IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG ENGAGES IN A DIRECT STRUGGLE WITH BAD FORTUNE The “China,” in leaving, seemed to have carried off Phileas Fogg’s last hope.
2026-02-20
Is seized and carried by force into a Portuguese ship. I began this desperate voyage on February 15, 1714–15, at nine o’clock in the morning.
2026-02-08
This circumstance, added to his well-known integrity and dauntless courage, made me very desirous to engage him. A youth passed in solitude, my best years spent under your gentle and feminine fosterage, has so refined the groundwork of my character that I cann...
2026-02-07
Fogg observed that his watch was two hours too fast. Admitting that he was at this moment taking an express train, he could reach London and the Reform Club by a quarter before nine, p.m. At thirty-three minutes past two he heard a singular noise outside, then...
2026-01-27
It was a quarter past six when we left Baker Street, and it still wanted ten minutes to the hour when we found ourselves in Serpentine Avenue. It was already dusk, and the lamps were just being lighted as we paced up and down in front of Briony Lodge, waiting ...
2026-01-22
“Is your honour looking for a boat?” “Have you a boat ready to sail?” “Yes, your honour; a pilot-boat—No. 43—the best in the harbour.” “Does she go fast?” “Between eight and nine knots the hour. Will you look at her?” “Yes.” “Your honour will be satisfied with...