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作者:(法)凡尔纳(JulesVerne)著

出版社:外语教学与研究出版社

出版时间:2010-09-01

书籍编号:30166517

ISBN:9787513500494

正文语种:英文

字数:60676

版次:1

所属分类:外语学习-英语读物

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环游地球80天


(法)凡尔纳(Jules Verne) 著


外语教学与研究出版社




环游地球80天(外国文学经典)(插图本)pdf/doc/txt格式电子书下载

Chapter 1


In which Phileas Fogg and Passepartout accept each other as master and man


In the year 1872,No.7 Savile Row,Burlington Gardens,the house in which Sheridan died in 1816,was occupied by Phileas Fogg,Esq.Of the members of the Reform Club in London few,if any,were more peculiar or more specially noticed than Phileas Fogg,although he seemed to make a point of doing nothing that could draw attention.


So one of the greatest orators who honour England had for a successor this man,Phileas Fogg,a sphinx-like person,of whom nothing was known except that he was a thorough gentleman and one of the handsomest men in English high society.


He was said to be like Byron—his head,at least,was supposed to be like Byron’s,for his feet were faultless—a Byron with moustache and whiskers,a phlegmatic Byron,who would have lived a thousand years without getting any older.


English Phileas Fogg certainly was,though perhaps not a Londoner.No one had ever seen him at the Stock Exchange or the Bank,or at any of the offices in the City.


No ship owned by Phileas Fogg had ever been berthed in the basins or docks of London.He was not to be found on any board of directors.His name had never been heard among the barristers of the Temple,Lincoln’s Inn or Gray’s Inn.He was never known to plead in the Court of Chancery or of Queen’s Bench,in the Court of Exchequer or in an Ecclesiastical Court.He was neither manufacturer nor merchant,tradesman nor farmer.The Royal Society of Great Britain,the London Society,the Workmen’s Society,the Russell Society,the Western Literary Society,the Law So-ciety,the Society of United Arts and Sciences,which is under the patron-age of Her Gracious Majesty—he belonged to none of these.In a word,he was not a member of a single one of the many associations that swarm in the English capital,from the Armonica Society to the Entomological Society,founded chiefly for the object of destroying noxious insects.


Phileas Fogg was a member of the Reform Club,he was nothing else.


That such a mysterious person should have been numbered among this honourable company might cause astonishment;let me say,then,that he was admitted on the recommendation of Messrs Baring Brothers,on whom he was at liberty to draw to an extent unlimited.From this fact he derived a certain standing,as his cheques were regularly cashed at sight out of the balance of his current account,always in credit.


Phileas Fogg was undeniably a wealthy man,but how he had made his fortune was more than the best-informed could say,and Mr Fogg was the last person to whom it would have been wise to apply for information on the subject.At all events,while in no way extravagant,he was not mean,for wherever a sum of money was wanted to make up the amount required for some noble,useful or generous object,he gave it quietly and even anonymously.Well,nothing could be more uncommunicative than this gentleman.He spoke as little as possible,and this silence made him appear all the more mysterious.And yet he lived quite openly,but there was ever such a mathematical regularity about everything he did,that imagination was disappointed and went beyond the facts.Had he travelled?Probably,for nobody had a more intimate knowledge of the map of the world.There was not a spot,however remote,with which he did not appear to be spe-cially acquainted.Sometimes,in a few words succinct and clear,he would correct the statements innumerable current in the Club about those travel-lers who had been lost or had gone astray;he would point out what had in all probability happened,and his words often turned out to have been as though inspired by a gift of second-sight,so completely justified were they always in the event.


The man must have travelled everywhere—mentally,if in no other way.


One thing was certain,however:Phileas Fogg had not left London for years.Those who had the honour of knowing him a little better than the rest asserted that no one could say he had ever seen him elsewhere than at the Club,or on his way to the Club,whither he went straight from his house day after day.


His one pastime consisted in reading the papers and playing whist.At this silent game,so congenial to his nature,he often won,but the money he won never went into his purse;it represented an important sum in the bud-get of his charity.Moreover,be it noted that Mr Fogg obviously played for the sake of playing,not of winning.For him the game was a fight,a strug-gle against a difficulty,but a struggle free from motion,change of place or fatigue.This just suited his temperament.As far as anyone knew,Phileas Fogg had neither wife nor child,which may happen to the most respectable people;he had no relations,no friends,which verily is more exceptional.


Phileas Fogg lived by himself in his house in Savile Row,which nobody ever entered.


Of his home life never a word.


One servant ministered to all his wants.He lunched and dined at the Club at absolutely regular hours,in the same room,at the same tabl

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