So the Henrietta proceeded at full-steam until, on the 18th, the coals began to give out, as the engineer had foretold.
"Keep up the steam as much as possible," said Mr. Fogg.
About midday, Phileas Fogg, having taken the ship's reckoning, told Passe-partout to release Captain Speedy. The Frenchman would rather have unloosed a tiger, and said, as he went aft, "What an awful rage he will be in."
A few minutes later a bomb appeared on deck. This bomb was Captain
Speedy, and looked ready to burst.
"Where are we?" was his first remark, as soon as his anger would allow him to speak. "Where are we?" he repeated, looking round.
"Seven hundred and seventy miles from Liverpool," replied Mr. Fogg calmly.
"Pirate!" roared Andrew Speedy.
"I requested your attendance, sir."
"You robber!"
"Sir," said Mr. Fogg, "I wish to ask you to sell me your vessel."