Passe-partout clenched his fists as he listened.
"But now," continued Fix, "Mr. Fogg appears likely to return to England. All right, I will follow him. But in future I will do as much to keep his way clear, as I have done to prevent his progress. I have changed my game, and have done so for my own interest; your interest is the same as mine, for it will be only in England that you will ever find out whether your master is honest or not."
Passe-partout listened attentively, and felt that Fix meant what he said.
"Are we friends?" asked Fix.
"Friends, no; allies, yes; but only to a certain point, for at the least sign of treason, I will twist your neck."
"That's a bargain," said the detective calmly.
Eleven days afterwards, viz. on the 3rd of December, the General
Grant entered the Golden Gate of San Francisco.
Mr. Fogg had neither gained nor lost a day.
CHAPTER XXV.
A Glimpse of San Francisco. A Political Meeting.