"Passe-partout," cried Mr. Fogg again, but without raising his voice; "this is the second time I have called you," said Mr. Fogg.
"But it is not midnight," replied Passe-partout, producing his watch.
"I know that," replied Fogg, "and I do not blame you. We start for
Dover and Calais in ten minutes."
A sort of grimace contracted the Frenchman's round face; he evidently did not understand.
"Are you going out, sir," he asked.
"Yes," replied his master; "we are going around the world."
Passe-partout at this announcement opened his eyes to their greatest extent, held up his arms, and looked the picture of stupefied astonishment.
"Around the world!" he muttered.
"In eighty days," replied Mr. Fogg; "so we have not a moment to lose."
"But the luggage," said Passe-partout, who was wagging his head unconsciously from side to side.