But the incredulous Stuart was not convinced, “It must be confessed, Mr. Ralph, that you’ve found a funny way of saying that the world has grown smaller! Because the tour of it is now made in three months.”

　　“In eighty days only,” said Phileas Fogg.

　　“Yes. Gentlemen,” added John Sullivan, “This is true. Here is the calculation made by the ‘Morning Chronicle’:

　　From London to Suez via Mont Cenis and Brindisi, by rail and steamers … 7 days

　　From Suez to Bombay, steamer … 13 days

　　From Bombay to Calcutta, rail is 3 days

　　From Calcutta to Hong-Kong(China), steamer is 13 days

　　From Hong-Kong to Yokohama(Japan), steamer … 6 days

　　From Yokohama to San Francisco, steamer … 22 days

　　From San Francisco to New York, rail … 7 days

　　From New York to London, steamer and rail … 9 days

　　Total 80 days.”

　　“Yes, eighty days!” exclaimed Andrew Stuart, who, by inattention, made a wrong deal, “but not including bad weather, contrary winds, shipwrecks, running off the track, etc.”

　　“Everything included,” replied Phileas Fogg, continuing to play, for this time the discussion no longer respected the

　　game.

　　Andrew Stuart, whose turn it was to deal, gathered up the cards, saying: “Oh, theoretically, you are right, Mr. Fogg, but practically?”

　　“Practically also, Mr. Stuart.”

　　“Well, make it, then!”

　　“The tour of the world in eighty days?”

　　“Yes!”

　　“I am willing.”

　　“When?”

　　“At once. Only I warn you that I shall do it at your expense.”

　　“But it is folly!” cried Stuart, who was beginning to be vexed at the persistence of his partner. “Stop! Let us play rather.”

　　“Deal again, then,” replied Phileas Fogg, “for there is a false deal.”

　　Andrew Stuart took up the cards again with a feverish hand; then suddenly, placing them upon the table, he said: “Well, Mr. Fogg, do it; and I bet four thousand pounds!”