The Portland daily press., 1873-07-26

Madame Aou la. 'Mr. Fogg will never yield
to any one! Has he ever comprehended
that my gratitude to him was unbounded!
Has he ever read my heart Ny friend, we
must not leave him alone single moment.
You say that he expressed desire to speak
to me this evening?'
"Yes, Madame; he is doubtless making
plans for your welfare in England.
LET us watt answered the young lady.
So during the dav of Sunday the house in
Saville Row appeared to be lnnaDlted; and
for the first time since he mad lived in the
mansion Phileas Fogg did not go to the Club
when the clock of st. Stephen rang halfpast
eleven. Why should THIS gentleman present
himself there? His colleagues did not await
him since upon the evening of that fatal
date. 21st of December, So minutes past 10.
ne did not appear in the saloon of the Re-
form Club. His bet was lost; it was not nee
essary even for him to go to the house of his
bankers to take the sum of 100000 His adj
versaries had in their hands check signed
by himself; they had only to present that bit
OF paper at the house of Barring Bros, and
the sum would be carried to their account.
Mr.. Fogg had then no call to go out, and
ne did not go, but remained in his chamber,
putting his affairs in order. Passepartout
went up and down the stair case of the man.
sion in Savllle Row continually; the hours
He listened at the door of the chamber and,
in doing So did not think he committed any
indscreton He watched at the key hole
he thought he had right. He feared some
catastrophe every moment Sometimes he
thought of Fix, but sudden change had oc-
CURED; he was no longer angry with the in
spector of police. He was deceiyed, like the
rest OF the world, but he was deceived in
good faith; and in following him, in arrest
ho had ,lxr 1.,r,o L. l.xx.- IN
he-this thought overwhelmed him and he
thought himself the worst of men. When
at last Passepartout found himself too miser-
able to remain alone, he knocked at the door
OF Madame Aouda, entered, sat down in a
corner without saying woid, and watched
the young lady.
About half past eight in the evening Mr..
Fogg asked if Madame Aouda would see him,
and few moments after, the young lady and
himself were alone in the room. Phileas Fogg
took a chair and sat down near the CRATE, fac
ing Madame Aouda. His face showed no
emotion. He was the same en- this day of
his return as on the day of his departure;
the same calmness the same impassibility.
He did not speak for few moments, then,
looking at Madame Aouda. said, will you
pardon me for having brought you to Eng
land?''
'I-Mr. Foggr' replied Madame Aouda,
restraining the throbbing of her heart,
"Will you permit me to finish," said Mr..
Fogg ''When 1 had the tn ought to take
you so far away from the country which had
become so dangerous to you, was rich, and
intended to place part of my fortune at
your disposal: you would then have been
free aud happy. Now 1 am ruined.''
Il know it, Mr.. Fogg, and ask you in my
turn, will you pardon me for following you
and who knows-perhaps fastening your
ruin ?'
Madame, you could not remain in India;
and your safety was not insured unless you
went SO far away that the Hindoos could not
retake you.''
$50, Mr.. Fogg, not content to have snatch
ed me- from horrible death, you felt obliged
TO assure me position in Europe?'
Yes, Madame, but events have turned
against me. Still there remains some rem
nants of this fortune, which ask permission
to place in trust for YOU"
"But you, Mr.. Fogg, what will become of
you?"
IL have need of nothing
'How, Sir, do you look upon the life which
awaits you?'
GAS it is advisable that should''
"At all events, misery will not strike man
like you. Your frends-''
81 have no friends, madame"
"Your relatives?"
81 have no relatives"
Il pity you then, Mr.. Fogg, for isolation is
sad thing. What! no dear friend to share
your troubles! I. is said that poverty shared
with those we love is not so hard to bear"
They say so, Madame
Mr.. Fogg," said Madame Aouda, rising
and extending her hand to him, s',lo YOU wish
at once relative and friend? Will YOU take
me as your wife ?''
Mr.. Fogg rose at these words: there was a |
strange light in his eyes his lips trembled: |
Madame Aouda looked at h:m-the sincerity, |
the lectitude, the purity, and tenderness of |
this beautiful regard OF a noble woman, who |
dared anything to save one to whom she owed |
all, astonished at first-then moved him,
Phileas Fogg closed his eyes for a moment,
as tito eyade her, then opened them.
Il love you, Madame" said he simply
Eyes, truly, by all that is most sacred in the
world.I love you, and am yoursI
"Ah?' cried Madame Aouda, placing her
hand on her heart. So
Passepartout was called. He came soon.
Mr.. Fogg held still in his own, the hand of
the young lady. Passepartout understood,
and his round face beamed like the sun at its
zenith, in tropical regions. Mr. Fogg inquir- !
ed if it would be too late to inform the Rev.
Samuel Wilson, of the parish of st. Stephen.
''Never too late" he said.
1t was then five minutes of ten.
sit will be for tomorrow, Monday ?" in
quired he.
"For tomorrow, Monday?" asked Mr..
Fogg, looking at the young lady,
For tomorrow, Monday answered Mad
anne Aouda.
Passepartout went out, running
To be continued.