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Extensive Reading Assignment

Summary Novel

By:

Fitri Purnama Sari

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Faculty of Language Literature and Art

State University of Padang

2010


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EMMA

By Jane Austen

Emma

Woodhouse is

a congenial

young lady

who delights in

meddling in

other people's

affairs. She is

perpetually

trying to unite

men and

women who

are utterly

wrong for each

other. Despite her interest in romance, Emma is clueless about her own feelings, and her

relationship with gentle Mr. Knightley.

Emma woodhouse is a wealthy, exquisite, and thoroughly self-deluded young

woman who has lived in the world with very little to distress or vex her. Jane Austenexercises her taste for gently satiric social observation and her talent for investing

seemingly trivial events with profound moral significance as Emma tries to arrange a

wealthy marriage for her poor friend Harriet, but refuse to recognize her own feelings for

the gallant Mr. Knightley. Though Austen found her heroine to be a person whom no


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one but myself will much like, Emma is her most cleverly woven, riotously comedic,

and pleasing novel of manners.

Based on the Jane Austen novel, "Emma" tells the story of a young woman in

England who plays her town's matchmaker. When attempting to match up her friend with

the Reverend Elton, Emma starts to run into complications, which multiply amongst

themselves with cases of mistaken intentions of love, a cast of supporting characters who

each love someone else, but Emma doesn't know who loves who, and Emma finally

realizing the one person she truly loves.

Reworking of Jane Austen's classic novel, set in nineteenth century England,

about the rather unsuccessful attempts at matchmaking carried out by a beautiful young

woman (Gwynneth Paltrow) on her unsuspecting friends. Emma is a very beautiful young

woman who decides to devote her life in finding the right mate for the people around her.

But, her cause will come to contestation when she will find love in the face of a much

sought after man.

In the town of Highbury Emma Woodhouse, a handsome, clever, and rich young

lady of twenty-one, is left alone with her indulgent widower father by the marriage of

Miss Taylor, her governess and friend of sixteen years, to Mr. Weston. Emma's older

sister Isabella is married to John Knightley, and the Knightleys live sixteen miles away in

London with their five children.

At teatime the day after the marriage, Mr. Woodhouse, who has been a

valetudinarian all his life and is against any kind of change, speaks of "Poor Miss

Taylor!"not because of Mr. Weston, who is a fine and wealthy man, but simply

because of the fact of marriage. Emma is trying to appease him when George Knightley,

John's brother, a sensible and quite wealthy man of about thirty-seven or thirty-eight who

lives at his Donwell Abbey estate a mile from the Woodhouse estate of Hartsfield, pays

them a cheerful visit.

When Emma states that she herself made the match between Miss Taylor and Mr.

Weston, George says that she only guessed that it would come and Mr. Woodhouse asks

her not to make any more. Emma's reply is that she will make only one morefor Mr.

Elton, the twenty-six-year-old rectorto which George answers that she should "leave

him to choose his own wife". Mr. Weston, a Highbury native of respectable family, was


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formerly a captain in the militia, a life that led him to meet and marry Miss Churchill of a

great Yorkshire family. When she died three years later, their one child Frank went to

live with the Churchills and took their family name. Mr. Weston then engaged

successfully in trade for the next eighteen or twenty years, finally buying and settling at

Randalls, a property near Highbury which he had long wanted. Never an unhappy man,

he is thus situated when he marries Miss Taylor.

Though one of the boasts of Highbury, Frank Churchill has never been there.

Now, however, gossip and speculation about his coming are strengthened by a

"handsome letter" from him to Mrs. Weston. Whenever the latter visits the Woodhouses,

Mr. Woodhouse invariably sighs, "Ah! poor Miss Taylor. She would be very glad to

stay." This, of course, is not the case; it is merely symptomatic of a man who can "never

believe other people to be different from himself. Similarly, he had earlier been so

distressed about the wedding cake that he had consulted the indulgent apothecary Mr.

Perry, who agreed that wedding cake certainly might disagree with many. Nonetheless

there is a "strange rumor" that all of the Perry children ate of the cake.

Mr. Woodhouse is fond of society among his intimates who "visit him on his own

terms," especially for evening parties: George Knightley, the Westons, Mr. Elton, Mrs.

Goddard, and Mrs. and Miss Bates. A happy woman, Miss Bates is known for her

"universal good-will and contented temper" and for being "a great talker upon little

matters. Mrs. Goddard runs an honest, old-fashioned, and respectable boarding school;

and she delights Emma when she asks to be allowed one evening to bring Harriet Smith,

a pretty seventeen-year-old who is "the natural daughter of somebody." After Harriet

proves to be engaging, proper, and deferential, Emma decides to "improve her" and

spends a pleasant evening in forming schemes for doing so, at the same time seeing that

the guests get generous portions of food, in spite of Mr. Woodhouse's concern that they

partake of only a little because of health. The evening ends with Harriet in absolute

happiness at the attention she has received from "so great a personage in Highbury" as

Miss Woodhouse.

Harriet becomes such a good walking companion that Emma is confirmed in her

kind designs, recognizing that, though Harriet is not clever, she is sweet and grateful and


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needs only guidance. Unable to learn from Harriet who her parents are, since she does not

know, Emma encourages her to talk and learns that she is well acquainted with the

Martins of Abbey-Mill Farm, where she had spent two months. From what Harriet says,

Emma is sure that Mrs. Martin is successfully trying to interest Harriet in her son Robert.

Emma's tactic is to say that she is sure that Harriet would not take notice of anyone

Robert would marry, one reason being that there is "no doubt of your being a gentleman's

daughter."

When they accidentally meet Robert the next day, Harriet steps over to talk with

him and Emma observes him from a distance. He looks both neat and sensible, but

shortly afterward Emma remarks that he is plain and entirely lacking in gentility and

leads Harriet to compare him unfavorably with George Knightly, Mr. Weston, and Mr.

Elton, particularly the latter. Whereas Robert reads little and lets business make him

forget to procure a book that Harriet has recommended, Mr. Elton (according to Emma)

is educated, has superior manners, and is in fine a model for any young man. After such

an encomium Emma repeats some warm personal praise of Harriet which Emma herself

has drawn from Mr. Elton. Emma has, of course, fixed upon Harriet as Mr. Elton's future

mate, deluding herself that others must have already seen it as a perfect match but that

only she could have planned it so precisely.

George Knightly and Mrs. Weston have a discussiona near argument, in fact

about Emma's relation with Harriet. George is convinced that nothing good can come of

it for either party. When Mrs. Weston says it will lead to Emma's reading more, his short

reply is that "Emma has been meaning to read more ever since she was twelve years old"

and that she will never subject "the fancy to the understanding." After he refers ironically

to "Emma's genius for foretelling and guessing," Mrs. Weston shifts the talk to Emma's

beauty, eliciting from him the statement that "I love to look at her" and that Emma's

vanity lies another way than personal appearance. Mrs. Weston can see no wrong in

Emma and requests and advises. George not to make an issue of the friendship between

Emma and Harriet. George agrees and, in wondering what will become of Emma, recalls,

"She always declares she will never marry. Mrs. Weston's reply is a vague one that hides

some wishes that the Westons have respecting Emma's destiny. Emma is pleased with her

development of Harriet, especially in the latter's progressing sensibility toward Mr. Elton.


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She feels likewise that there is some success in regard to Mr. Elton, who has perceived

"the striking improvement of Harriet's manner." With his eager agreement, Emma

proposes to do a drawing of Harriet. Emma plays and sings well and has done various

portraits without ever finishing any of them, for "steadiness had always been wanting."

Nonetheless, her style is spirited, and the sitting begins with Mr. Elton fidgeting behind

Emma until she has him read to them. With the picture completed, others find some small

faults in it; but Mr. Elton is determined to find everything in it exactly right almost to the

point of perfection. When it is decided that all the portrait lacks is being framed and that

that must be done in London, Mr. Elton gladly takes on the project. Emma thinks that he

is being almost too gallant to be in love but decides that it is only his way. She realizes

that, while doing the picture, she has been the object of many of his compliments; but she

assures herself that it is merely "his gratitude on Harriet's account.

With improved weather the John Knightleys leave for London, and on the same

evening a note comes from Mr. Elton to Mr. Woodhouse, stating that at the entreaties of

friends he is leaving in the morning for Bath and will not get to come by Hartsfield

before he goes. This is agreeably surprising news for Emma, for it leaves her relatively

free to approach Harriet, to whom she goes the very next day. Her confession of events

renews her first shame and brings tears from Harriet. In her simplicity and modesty

Harriet will not complain, and her reaction impresses Emma, who is "really for the time

convinced that Harriet was the superior creature of the two." Considering that her second

duty is to promote Harriet's comfort, Emma gets her to Hartsfield for needed kindness

and amusement. Nonetheless, Harriet's continued belief that Mr. Elton is "all perfection"

proves that she is "more resolutely in love than Emma had foreseen." Emma realizes that,

until Harriet is cured, there can be "no true peace for herself.

Frank Churchill does not come in January after all, and Mrs. Weston is

exceedingly disappointed. Emma is otherwise too involved to care much about Frank at

the moment; but in putting on a false concern to cover her other feelings, she tells George

about the further delay by Frank and says a good deal more than she feels. This leads to a

disagreement with George, who thinks that Frank is avoiding his duty, and Emma is

amused to perceive herself taking a side that is not in accord with her real opinion. Emma


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states that, in light of all the long conjectures about Frank and his coming, her idea of him

is that "he can adapt his conversation to the taste of everybody" and be universally

agreeable. George's reply is that, if he turns out to be anything like that, "he will be the

most insufferable fellow breathing!" Emma is quite surprised at the degree of his

vexation, at what seems to be genuine anger. To dislike a young man only because he

appears of a different disposition from himself is "unworthy the real liberality of mind

which she was always used to acknowledge in him. Never before has she supposed he

could be "unjust to the married of another.

Before the end of September, Emma attended Harriet to church, and saw her hand

bestowed on Robert Martin with so complete a satisfaction, as no remembrances, event

connected with Mr. Elton as he stood before them, could impair. Perhaps, indeed, at that

time, she scarcely saw Mr. Elton, but as the clergyman whose blessing at the altar might

next fall on her self.

Jane Fairfax had already quitted Highbury, and was restored to the comforts of

her beloved home with the Campbells. The Mr. Churchills were also in town; and they

were only waiting for November. The intermediate month was the one fixed on, as far as

they dared, by Emma and Mr. Knightley. They had determined that their marriage ought

to be concluded, while John and Isabella were still at Hartfield, to allow them the

fortnights absence in a tour to the sea side, which was the plan. John and Isabella, and

every other friend, were agreed in approving it.

When first sounded on the subject, he was so miserable, that they were almost

hopeless. A second allusion, indeed, gave less pain. He began to think it was to be, and

that he could not prevent it-a very promising step of the mind on its way to resignation.

Still, however, he was not happy. Nay, he appeared so much otherwise, that his

daughters courage failed. She could not bear to see him suffering, to know him fancying

himself neglected and though her understanding almost acquiesced in the assurance of

both the Mr. Knightleys, that when that when once the event were over, his distress

would be soon over too, she hesitated, she could not proceed.

In this state of suspense, they were befriended, not by any sudden illumination of

Mr. Woodhouses mind, or any wonderful change of his nervous system, but by the


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operation of the same system in another way. Mrs. Westons poultry-house was robbed

one night of all her turkeys, evidently by the in genuity of man. Other poultry-yards in the

neighborhood also suffered. Pilfering was house-breaking to Mr. Woodhouses fears. He

was very uneasy; and but for the sense of his son in laws protection, would have been

under wretched alarm every night of his life. The strength, resolution, and presence of

mind of the Mr. Knightleys, commanded his fullest dependence. While either of them

protected him and his, Hartfield was safe. But Mr. John knightley must be in London

again by the end of the first week in November.

The result of this distress was, that, with a much more voluntary, cheerful

consent, than his daughter had ever presumed to hope for at the moment, she was able to

fix her wedding day; and Mr. Elton was called on, within a month from the marriage of

Mr. and Mrs. Robert Martin, to join the hands of Mr. Knightley and Miss Woodhouse.

The wedding was very much like other weddings, where the parties have no taste for

finery or parade; and Mrs. Elton, from the particulars detailed by her husband, thought it

all extremely shabby, and very inferior to her own. very little white satin, very few lace

veils; a most pitiful business! Selina would stare when she heard of it. but, in spite of

these deficiencies, the wishes, the hopes, the confidence, the predictions of the small

band of true friends who witnessed the ceremony, were fully answered in the perfect

happiness of the union.

As You Like It

By William Shakespeare


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One of Shakespeare's early plays,As You Like It(1598-1599), is a stock romantic

comedy that was familiar to Elizabethan audiences as an exemplar of "Christian"

comedy. Although the play does include two offstage spiritual conversions, the

"Christian" designation does not refer to religion itself. Instead, it denotes the restoration

and regeneration of society through the affirmation of certain Christian values such as

brotherly love, marital union, tolerance for different viewpoints, and optimism about lifeat large.

The plot is very simple: the resolution of the dramatic problem in the warped

attitudes of two evil brothers toward good brothers, and related obstacles to marriage for

several couples in the play (most notably Rosalind and Orlando) are easily overcome, and


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a happy ending is never in doubt. On one level, the play was clearly intended by

Shakespeare as a simple, diverting amusement; several scenes in As You Like Itare

essentially skits made up of songs and joking banter. But on a somewhat deeper level, the

play provides opportunities for its main characters to discuss a host of subjects (love,

aging, the natural world, and death) from their particular points of view. At its center, As

You Like It presents us with the respective worldviews of Jaques, a chronically

melancholy pessimist preoccupied with the negative aspects of life, and Rosalind, the

play's Christian heroine, who recognizes life's difficulties but holds fast to a positive

attitude that is kind, playful, and, above all, wise. In the end, the enjoyment that we

receive from the play's comedy is reinforced and validated by a humanistic Christian

philosophy gently woven into the text by a benevolent Shakespeare.

Orlando, youngest son of the late Sir Rowland de Boys, complains to Adam, an

elderly family servant, that his brother Oliver has unfairly withheld his late father's

inheritance and prevented him from being educated as a gentleman. Oliver enters and a

heated argument ensues. When Oliver learns that his brother plans to challenge Charles,

Duke Frederick's hulking wrestler, he plots with Charles to break his brother's neck

during the match.

The next day Duke Frederick, his daughter Celia, and his niece Rosalind witness

the competition. Charles has subdued his first three opponents, but Orlando manages to

defeat his adversary. Duke Frederick is infuriated when he learns the identity of

Orlando's father, in life his bitter enemy, but Rosalind is captivated by Orlando and gives

him a chain from her neck as a reward for his victory. Orlando is immediately taken by

her charm, yet he finds himself speechless to thank her.

Rosalind, daughter of the banished Duke Senior whom Frederick has usurped,

tells Celia that she has fallen in love with Orlando. Duke Frederick has allowed Rosalind

to remain at court because of her friendship with his daughter, but now he banishes her,

despite Celia's pleas to allow her to remain. Rosalind and Celia make plans to join

Rosalind's father in the Forest of Arden. They decide to travel in disguise, Rosalind as


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Ganymede, a young man, and Celia as Aliena, a peasant girl. Touchstone, Duke

Frederick's court jester, agrees to accompany them.

Duke Frederick is enraged when he learns that his... Orlando, youngest son of the

late Sir Rowland de Boys, complains to Adam, an elderly family servant, that his brother

Oliver has unfairly withheld his late father's inheritance and prevented him from being

educated as a gentleman. Oliver enters and a heated argument ensues. When Oliver learns

that his brother plans to challenge Charles, Duke Frederick's hulking wrestler, he plots

with Charles to break his brother's neck during the match.

The next day Duke Frederick, his daughter Celia, and his niece Rosalind witness

the competition. Set in the orchard of the de Boys family, begins with the entrance of

Orlando de Boys and Adam, an elderly servant. Orlando complains to Adam that his late

father had... The next day, Rosalind, daughter of the banished Duke Senior, and Celia,

Duke Frederick's daughter, are encountered at Duke Frederick's palace. Celia urges her

cousin to "be merry," takes place in the Forest Arden. Duke Senior tells his "co-mates

and brothers in exile" that he finds life in the forest "more sweet" and "free from peril"

than life at "the envious court," despite the inconvenience of cold and winter winds.

Set at Duke Frederick's palace, Duke Frederick reveals his anger when he learnsthat Rosalind, Celia, and Touchstone are missing. A courtier tells him that Orlando is

believed to be in their company. Duke Frederick orders Orlando to be summoned

immediately, or for Oliver to be brought should Orlando be missing. If Orlando is gone,

the Duke will make Oliver find his brother. takes place at Oliver's house. Adam, in a state

of agitation, warns Orlando that he is in mortal danger if he remains at home.

Rosalind and Celia, now disguised as Ganymede, a young man, and Aliena, a

peasant girl, arrive in the Forest of Arden along with Touchstone. All three are weary in

body and spirit after their long journey. As they rest, Corin, an old shepherd, and Silvius,

a young shepherd, enter. Rosalind, Celia, and Touchstone overhear their conversation.

This scene is set in a clearing in the Forest Arden. Ainiens, one of Duke Senior's

courtiers, sings a ballad that celebrates the pastoral life. When Amiens concludes his


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song, Jaques asks for more. Arniens protests that the music will make Jaques melancholy,

but Jaques retorts, "I can suck melancholy out of a song as a weasel sucks eggs.

In another part of the forest, we encounter Adam and Orlando. Adam tells

Orlando that he is famished, can journey no further, and is ready to die. Orlando comforts

him and promises to bring him to shelter; he will then venture forth in search of food.

Duke Senior, preparing for his banquet, inquires as to Jaques' whereabouts. Jaques enters

immediately afterward. He is in an ebullient mood, having met Touchstone: "A fool, a

fool/ I met a fool i' the forest.

At the palace, Duke Frederick commands Oliver to find Orlando and bring him in,

dead or alive, within a year. If Oliver fails to do so, his property and goods will be

forfeited. Oliver tells Duke Frederick, "I never loved my brother in my life." "More

villain thou," Duke Frederick replies. He orders his men to forcibly remove Oliver from

the palace and commands that a writ of seizure be placed on Oliver's house and lands.

Touchstone, in a merry mood, enters with Audrey, a goatherd who lives near the Forest

of Arden. Jaques also arrives on the scene; he stands aside, eavesdropping on their

conversation. Touchstone attempts to woo Audrey, asking, "Am I the man yet? Doth my

simple feature content you?".

Rosalind and Celia, still in their disguises, enter with Jaques, who expresses a

desire to become better acquainted with Ganymede. Rosalind comments that she has

heard that Jaques is "a melancholy fellow." Jaques admits this is true; he tells Rosalind

that he likes melancholy better than laughter. Rosalind cautions against going to extremes

of either melancholy or mirth, and Jaques retorts that "tis good to be sad and say

nothing." In that case, Rosalind replies wittily, it is good to be a post.

In another part of the forest, Jaques encounters several Lords bearing the carcass

of a deer. He asks which of the Lords killed the deer and suggests that they "present him

to the Duke, like a Roman conquerer." He inquires if they have a song for the occasion,

which they do. "Sing it," Jaques commands. "'This no matter how it be in tune, so it make


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noise enough." The Lords break into a lusty song that features a play on words comparing

a deer's antlers and the "horns" of a cuckold.

It is now past two o'clock, the appointed hour of Rosalind and Orlando's meeting,

but Orlando has not appeared. Celia teases Rosalind by telling her that Orlando is so

deeply in love that he has probably fallen asleep. Silvius enters and presents Ganymede

with the letter Phebe has written to her. He confesses that he does not know the contents,

but tells her that he believes the letter was written in anger, judging by Phebe's expression

while she was writing it.

Touchstone asks Audrey to be patient; he assures her that their marriage will

indeed take place. Audrey argues that Sir Oliver Martext was good enough to perform the

ceremony, but Touchstone disparages the cleric and moves on to another topic, remarking

that there is a youth in the forest who "lays claim" to Audrey. However Audrey,

interested only in marrying her urbane man of the court, protests that her supposed suitor

"hath no interest in me in the world."

Orlando has learned that Oliver has fallen in love with Aliena at first sight. He is

incredulous at the news, but Oliver assures his brother that his love is genuine and asks

for his permission to marry. He tells Orlando that after he is married he plans to give himtheir father's house "and all the revenue that was old Sir Rowland's." Furthermore, Oliver

plans to "here live and die a shepherd." Orlando grants his consent. He tells Oliver that

the wedding will take place the next day and bids him to invite the Duke and his

followers.

The next day, Duke Senior, Amiens, Jaques, Orlando, Oliver, and Aliena gather in

the forest. Duke Senior asks Orlando whether he feels Ganymede can do all he has

promised. Orlando replies that he has been wavering between belief and disbelief; he is

afraid of being disappointed.

After the wedding dance, Rosalind steps forward and addresses the audience. She

comments that a good play needs no epilogue, just as a good wine needs no bush-a

reference to the ivy bush vintners in Shakespeare's time used on signs of their trade. Yet


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she argues that even good plays can be improved with the help of good epilogues. She

apologizes for not being a good epilogue, and adds that she cannot slyly gain the

audience's approval, for she is not dressed like a beggar; thus, it is improper to plead for

an ovation.

Around The World In Eighty Days

By Jules Verne

The story starts in London on October 2, 1872. Phileas Fogg is a wealthy English

gentleman who lives unmarried in solitude at Number 7 Savile Row, Burlington Gardens.

Despite his wealth, which is of unknown origin, Mr. Fogg, whose countenance is
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described as "repose in action", lives a modest life with habits carried out with

mathematical precision. As is noted in the first chapter, very little can be said about Mr.

Fogg's social life other than that he is a member of the Reform Club. Having dismissed

his former valet, James Foster, for bringing him shaving water at 84 Fahrenheit instead

of 86, Mr. Fogg hires the Frenchman Passepartout, who is about 30 years old, as a

replacement.

Later, on that day, in the Reform Club, Fogg gets involved in an argument over an

article in The Daily Telegraph, stating that with the opening of a new railway section in

India, it is now possible to travel around the world in 80 days. He accepts a wager for

20,000 from his fellow club members, which he will receive if he makes it around the

world in 80 days. Accompanied by Passepartout, he leaves London by train at 8.45 P.M.on October 2, 1872, and thus is due back at the Reform Club at the same time 80 days

later, on December 21.

Map of the trip

The proposed schedule

London to Suez rail and steamer7 daysSuez to Bombay steamer 13 days

Bombay to Calcutta rail 3 days

Calcutta to Hong Kong steamer 13 days

Hong Kong to Yokohama steamer 6 days

Yokohama to San Francisco steamer 22 days

San Francisco toNew York rail 7 days

New York to London steamer and rail 9 days

Total 80 days

Fogg and Passepartout reach Suez in time. While disembarking in Egypt, they arewatched by a Scotland Yard detective named Fix, who has been dispatched from London

in search of a bank robber. Because Fogg matches the description of the bank robber, Fix

mistakes Fogg for the criminal. Since he cannot secure a warrant in time, Fix goes on

board the steamer conveying the travellers to Bombay. During the voyage, Fix becomes

acquainted with Passepartout, without revealing his purpose. On the voyage, Fogg
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promises the engineer a large reward if he gets them to Bombay early. They dock two

days ahead of schedule.

During the ride, they come across a suttee procession, in which a young Parsi

woman, Aouda, is led to a sanctuary to be sacrificed by the process ofsati the next day by

Brahmins. Since the young woman is drugged with the smoke of opium and hemp and

obviously not going voluntarily, the travellers decide to rescue her. They follow the

procession to the site, where Passepartout secretly takes the place of Aouda's deceased

husband on the funeralpyre, on which she is to be burned the next morning. During the

ceremony, he then rises from the pyre, scaring off the priests, and carries the young

woman away. Due to this incident, the two days gained earlier are lost but Fogg shows no

sign of regret.

The travellers then hasten on to catch the train at the next railway station, taking

Aouda with them. At Calcutta, they can finally board a steamer going to Hong Kong. Fix,

who had secretly been following them, has Fogg and Passepartout arrested in Calcutta.

However, they jump bail and Fix is forced to follow them to Hong Kong. On board, he

shows himself to Passepartout, who is delighted to meet again his travelling companion

from the earlier voyage.

In Hong Kong, it turns out that Aouda's distant relative, in whose care they had

been planning to leave her, has moved, likely to Holland, so they decide to take her with

them to Europe. Meanwhile, still without a warrant, Fix sees Hong Kong as his last

chance to arrest Fogg on British soil. He therefore confides in Passepartout, who does not

believe a word and remains convinced that his master is not a bank robber. To prevent

Passepartout from informing his master about the premature departure of their next

vessel, Fix gets Passepartout drunk and drugs him in an opium den. In his dizziness,

Passepartout still manages to catch the steamer to Yokohama, but neglects to inform

Fogg.

Fogg, on the next day, discovers that he has missed his connection. He goes in

search of a vessel that will take him to Yokohama. He finds a pilot boat that takes him
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and Aouda to Shanghai, where they catch a steamer to Yokohama. In Yokohama, they go

on a search for Passepartout, believing that he may have arrived there on the original

boat. They find him in a circus, trying to earn the fare for his homeward journey.

Reunited, the four board a steamer taking them across the Pacific to San Francisco. Fix

promises Passepartout that now, having left British soil, he will no longer try to delay

Fogg's journey, but rather support him in getting back to Britain as fast as possible (to

have him arrested there).

In San Francisco they get on a trans-American train to New York, encountering a

number of obstacles along the way: a massive herd of bison crossing the tracks, a failing

suspension bridge, and most disastrously, the train is attacked and overcome by Sioux

Indians. After heroically uncoupling the locomotive from the carriages, Passepartout iskidnapped by the Indians, but Fogg rescues him after some soldiers volunteer to help.

They continue by a wind-powered sledge over the snowy prairie to Omaha, where they

get a train to New York.

Once in New York, and having missed departure of their ship (the China) by 35

minutes, Fogg starts looking for an alternative for the crossing of the Atlantic Ocean. He

finds a small steamboat, destined for Bordeaux. However, the captain of the boat refuses

to take the company to Liverpool, whereupon Fogg consents to be taken to Bordeaux for

the price of $2000 per passenger. On the voyage, he bribes the crew to mutiny and take

course for Liverpool. Against hurricane winds and going on full steam all the time, the

boat runs out of fuel after a few days.

Fogg buys the boat at a very high price from the captain, soothing him thereby,

and has the crew burn all the wooden parts to keep up the steam. The companions arrive

at Queenstown, Ireland, in time to reach London via Dublin and Liverpool before the

deadline. However, once on British soil again, Fix produces a warrant and arrests Fogg.

A short time later, the misunderstanding is cleared upthe actual bank robber had been

caught three days earlier in Edinburgh. In response to this, Fogg, in a rare moment of

impulse, punches Fix, who immediately falls to the ground. However, Fogg has missed

the train and returns to London five minutes late, assured that he has lost the wager.
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In his London house the next day, he apologises to Aouda for bringing her with

him, since he now has to live in poverty and cannot financially support her. Aouda

suddenly confesses that she loves him and asks him to marry her, which he gladly

accepts. He calls for Passepartout to notify the reverend. At the reverend's, Passepartout

learns that he is mistaken in the date, which he takes to be Sunday but which actually is

Saturday due to the fact that the party travelled east, thereby gaining a full day on their

journey around the globe, by crossing the International Date Line. He did not notice this

after landing in North America because the only phase of the trip that depended on

vehicles departing less often than daily was the Atlantic crossing, and he had hired his

own ship for that. Passepartout hurries back to Fogg, who immediately sets off for the

Reform Club, where he arrives just in time to win the wager. Fogg marries Aouda and the

journey around the world is complete.

Mr. Phileas Fogg lived, in 1872, at No. 7, Saville Row, Burlington Gardens, the

house in which Sheridan died in 1814. He was one of the most noticeable members of the

Reform Club, though he seemed always to avoid attracting attention; an enigmatical

personage, about whom little was known, except that he was a polished man of the world.

People said that he resembled Byron--at least that his head was Byronic; but he was a

bearded, tranquil Byron, who might live on a thousand years without growing old.

Certainly an Englishman, it was more doubtful whether Phileas Fogg was a

Londoner. He was never seen on 'Change, nor at the Bank, nor in the counting-rooms of

the "City"; no ships ever came into London docks of which he was the owner; he had no

public employment; he had never been entered at any of the Inns of Court, either at the

Temple, or Lincoln's Inn, or Gray's Inn; nor had his voice ever resounded in the Court of

Chancery, or in the Exchequer, or the Queen's Bench, or the Ecclesiastical Courts. He

certainly was not a manufacturer; nor was he a merchant or a gentleman farmer. His

name was strange to the scientific and learned societies, and he never was known to take

part in the sage deliberations of the Royal Institution or the London Institution, the

Artisan's Association, or the Institution of Arts and Sciences. He belonged, in fact, to
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none of the numerous societies which swarm in the English capital, from the Harmonic to

that of the Entomologists, founded mainly for the purpose of abolishing pernicious

insects.

Phileas Fogg was a member of the Reform, and that was all.

The way in which he got admission to this exclusive club was simple enough. He was

recommended by the Barings, with whom he had an open credit. His cheques were

regularly paid at sight from his account current, which was always flush. Was Phileas

Fogg rich? Undoubtedly. But those who knew him best could not imagine how he had

made his fortune, and Mr. Fogg was the last person to whom to apply for the information.

He was not lavish, nor, on the contrary, avaricious; for, whenever he knew that money

was needed for a noble, useful, or benevolent purpose, he supplied it quietly andsometimes anonymously. He was, in short, the least communicative of men. He talked

very little, and seemed all the more mysterious for his taciturn manner. His daily habits

were quite open to observation; but whatever he did was so exactly the same thing that he

had always done before, that the wits of the curious were fairly puzzled.

Had he travelled? It was likely, for no one seemed to know the world more

familiarly; there was no spot so secluded that he did not appear to have an intimate

acquaintance with it. He often corrected, with a few clear words, the thousand conjectures

advanced by members of the club as to lost and unheard-of travellers, pointing out the

true probabilities, and seeming as if gifted with a sort of second sight, so often did events

justify his predictions. He must have travelled everywhere, at least in the spirit. It was at

least certain that Phileas Fogg had not absented himself from London for many years.

Those who were honoured by a better acquaintance with him than the rest, declared that

nobody could pretend to have ever seen him anywhere else. His sole pastimes were

reading the papers and playing whist. He often won at this game, which, as a silent one,

harmonised with his nature; but his winnings never went into his purse, being reserved as

a fund for his charities. Mr. Fogg played, not to win, but for the sake of playing. The

game was in his eyes a contest, a struggle with a difficulty, yet a motionless, unwearying

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Phileas Fogg was not known to have either wife or children, which may happen to

the most honest people; either relatives or near friends, which is certainly more unusual.

He lived alone in his house in Saville Row, whither none penetrated. A single domestic

sufficed to serve him. He breakfasted and dined at the club, at hours mathematically

fixed, in the same room, at the same table, never taking his meals with other members,

much less bringing a guest with him; and went home at exactly midnight, only to retire at

once to bed. He never used the cosy chambers which the Reform provides for its

favoured members. He passed ten hours out of the twenty-four in Saville Row, either in

sleeping or making his toilet. When he chose to take a walk it was with a regular step in

the entrance hall with its mosaic flooring, or in the circular gallery with its dome

supported by twenty red porphyry Ionic columns, and illumined by blue painted

windows. When he breakfasted or dined all the resources of the club--its kitchens and

pantries, its buttery and dairy--aided to crowd his table with their most succulent stores;

he was served by the gravest waiters, in dress coats, and shoes with swan-skin soles, who

proffered the viands in special porcelain, and on the finest linen; club decanters, of a lost

mould, contained his sherry, his port, and his cinnamon-spiced claret; while his beverages

were refreshingly cooled with ice, brought at great cost from the American lakes.

If to live in this style is to be eccentric, it must be confessed that there is

something good in eccentricity. The mansion in Saville Row, though not sumptuous, was

exceedingly comfortable. The habits of its occupant were such as to demand but little

from the sole domestic, but Phileas Fogg required him to be almost superhumanly prompt

and regular. On this very 2nd of October he had dismissed James Forster, because that

luckless youth had brought him shaving-water at eighty-four degrees Fahrenheit instead

of eighty-six; and he was awaiting his successor, who was due at the house between

eleven and half-past. Phileas Fogg was seated squarely in his armchair, his feet close

together like those of a grenadier on parade, his hands resting on his knees, his body

straight, his head erect; he was steadily watching a complicated clock which indicated the

hours, the minutes, the seconds, the days, the months, and the years. At exactly half-past

eleven Mr. Fogg would, according to his daily habit, quit Saville Row, and repair to the

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A rap at this moment sounded on the door of the cosy apartment where Phileas

Fogg was seated, and James Forster, the dismissed servant, appeared. "The new servant,"

said he. A young man of thirty advanced and bowed. "You are a Frenchman, I believe,"

asked Phileas Fogg, "and your name is John?". "Jean, if monsieur pleases," replied the

newcomer, "Jean Passepartout, a surname which has clung to me because I have a natural

aptness for going out of one business into another. I believe I'm honest, monsieur, but, to

be outspoken, I've had several trades. I've been an itinerant singer, a circus-rider, when I

used to vault like Leotard, and dance on a rope like Blondin. Then I got to be a professor

of gymnastics, so as to make better use of my talents; and then I was a sergeant fireman

at Paris, and assisted at many a big fire. But I quitted France five years ago, and, wishing

to taste the sweets of domestic life, took service as a valet here in England. Finding

myself out of place, and hearing that Monsieur Phileas Fogg was the most exact and

settled gentleman in the United Kingdom, I have come to monsieur in the hope of living

with him a tranquil life, and forgetting even the name of Passepartout."

"Faith," muttered Passepartout, somewhat flurried, "I've seen people at Madame

Tussaud's as lively as my new master!" Madame Tussaud's "people," let it be said, are of

wax, and are much visited in London; speech is all that is wanting to make them human.

During his brief interview with Mr. Fogg, Passepartout had been carefully

observing him. He appeared to be a man about forty years of age, with fine, handsome

features, and a tall, well-shaped figure; his hair and whiskers were light, his forehead

compact and unwrinkled, his face rather pale, his teeth magnificent. His countenance

possessed in the highest degree what physiognomists call "repose in action," a quality of

those who act rather than talk. Calm and phlegmatic, with a clear eye, Mr. Fogg seemed a

perfect type of that English composure which Angelica Kauffmann has so skilfully

represented on canvas. Seen in the various phases of his daily life, he gave the idea of

being perfectly well-balanced, as exactly regulated as a Leroy chronometer. Phileas Fogg

was, indeed, exactitude personified, and this was betrayed even in the expression of his

very hands and feet; for in men, as well as in animals, the limbs themselves are

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He was so exact that he was never in a hurry, was always ready, and was

economical alike of his steps and his motions. He never took one step too many, and

always went to his destination by the shortest cut; he made no superfluous gestures, and

was never seen to be moved or agitated. He was the most deliberate person in the world,

yet always reached his destination at the exact moment. He lived alone, and, so to speak,

outside of every social relation; and as he knew that in this world account must be taken

of friction, and that friction retards, he never rubbed against anybody.

As for Passepartout, he was a true Parisian of Paris. Since he had abandoned his

own country for England, taking service as a valet, he had in vain searched for a master

after his own heart. Passepartout was by no means one of those pert dunces depicted by

Moliere with a bold gaze and a nose held high in the air; he was an honest fellow, with apleasant face, lips a trifle protruding, soft-mannered and serviceable, with a good round

head, such as one likes to see on the shoulders of a friend. His eyes were blue, his

complexion rubicund, his figure almost portly and well-built, his body muscular, and his

physical powers fully developed by the exercises of his younger days. His brown hair

was somewhat tumbled; for, while the ancient sculptors are said to have known eighteen

methods of arranging Minerva's tresses, Passepartout was familiar with but one of

dressing his own: three strokes of a large-tooth comb completed his toilet.

It would be rash to predict how Passepartout's lively nature would agree with Mr.

Fogg. It was impossible to tell whether the new servant would turn out as absolutely

methodical as his master required; experience alone could solve the question.

Passepartout had been a sort of vagrant in his early years, and now yearned for repose;

but so far he had failed to find it, though he had already served in ten English houses. But

he could not take root in any of these; with chagrin, he found his masters invariably

whimsical and irregular, constantly running about the country, or on the look-out for

adventure. His last master, young Lord Longferry, Member of Parliament, after passing

his nights in the Haymarket taverns, was too often brought home in the morning on

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the other of law and politics, were at his service. A moderate-sized safe stood in his

bedroom, constructed so as to defy fire as well as burglars; but Passepartout found neither

arms nor hunting weapons anywhere; everything betrayed the most tranquil and

peaceable habits.

Having scrutinised the house from top to bottom, he rubbed his hands, a broad

smile overspread his features, and he said joyfully, "This is just what I wanted! Ah, we

shall get on together, Mr. Fogg and I! What a domestic and regular gentleman! A real

machine; well, I don't mind serving a machine."

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