AROUND THE WORLD IN 80 DAYS(环游世界80天)-第13章

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or　were　there　either　windows　or　doors。　
The　night　was　dark。　The　moon；　on　the　wane；　scarcely　left　the　horizon；　and　was　covered　with　heavy　clouds；　the　height　of　the　trees　deepened　the　darkness。　
It　was　not　enough　to　reach　the　walls；　an　opening　in　them　must　be　acomomplished；　and　to　attain　this　purpose　the　party　only　had　their　pocket…knives。　Happily　the　temple　walls　were　built　of　brick　and　wood；　which　could　be　penetrated　with　little　difficulty；　after　one　brick　had　been　taken　out；　the　rest　would　yield　easily。　
They　set　noiselessly　to　work；　and　the　Parsee　on　one　side　and　Passepartout　on　the　other　began　to　loosen　the　bricks　so　as　to　make　an　aperture　two　feet　wide。　They　were　getting　on　rapidly；　when　suddenly　a　cry　was　heard　in　the　interior　of　the　temple；　followed　almost　instantly　by　other　cries　replying　from　the　outside。　Passepartout　and　the　guide　stopped。　Had　they　been　heard？　Was　the　alarm　being　given？　Common　prudence　urged　them　to　retire；　and　they　did　so；　followed　by　Phileas　Fogg　and　Sir　Francis。　They　again　hid　themselves　in　the　wood；　and　waited　till　the　disturbance；　whatever　it　might　be；　ceased；　holding　themselves　ready　to　resume　their　attempt　without　delay。　But；　awkwardly　enough；　the　guards　now　appeared　at　the　rear　of　the　temple；　and　there　installed　themselves；　in　readiness　to　prevent　a　surprise。　
It　would　be　difficult　to　describe　the　disappointment　of　the　party；　thus　interrupted　in　their　work。　They　could　not　now　reach　the　victim；　how；　then；　could　they　save　her？　Sir　Francis　shook　his　fists；　Passepartout　was　beside　himself；　and　the　guide　gnashed　his　teeth　with　rage。　The　tranquil　Fogg　waited；　without　betraying　any　emotion。　
‘We　have　nothing　to　do　but　to　go　away；'　whispered　Sir　Francis。　
‘Nothing　but　to　go　away；'　echoed　the　guide。　
‘Stop；'　said　Fogg。　‘I　am　only　due　at　Allahabad　to…morrow　before　noon。　
‘But　what　can　you　hope　to　do？'　asked　Sir　Francis。　‘In　a　few　hours　it　will　be　daylight；　and……'　
‘The　chance　which　now　seems　lost　may　present　itself　at　the　last　moment。'　
Sir　Francis　would　have　liked　to　read　Phileas　Fogg's　eyes。　
What　was　this　cool　Englishman　thinking　of？　Was　he　planning　to　make　a　rush　for　the　young　woman　at　the　very　moment　of　the　sacrifice；　and　boldly　snatch　her　from　her　executioners？　
This　would　be　utter　folly；　and　it　was　hard　to　admit　that　Fogg　was　such　a　fool。　Sir　Francis　consented；　however；　to　remain　to　the　end　of　this　terrible　drama。　The　guide　led　them　to　the　rear　of　the　glade；　where　they　were　able　to　observe　the　sleeping　groups。　
Meanwhile　Passepartout；　who　had　perched　himself　on　the　lower　branches　of　a　tree；　was　resolving　an　idea　which　had　at　first　struck　him　like　a　flash；　and　which　was　now　firmly　lodged　in　his　brain。　
He　had　commenced　by　saying　to　himself；　‘What　folly！'　and　then　he　repeated；　‘Why　not；　after　all？　It's　a　chance　…　perhaps　the　only　one；　and　with　such　sots！'　Thinking　thus；　he　slipped；　with　the　suppleness　of　a　serpent；　to　the　lowest　branches；　the　ends　of　which　bent　almost　to　the　ground。　
The　hours　passed；　and　the　lighter　shades　now　announced　the　approach　of　day；　though　it　was　not　yet　light。　This　was　the　moment。　The　slumbering　multitude　became　animated；　the　tambourines　sounded；　songs　and　cries　arose；　the　hour　of　the　sacrifice　had　come。　The　doors　of　the　pagoda　swung　open；　and　a　bright　light　escaped　from　its　interior；　in　the　…midst　of　which　Mr　Fogg　and　Sir　Francis　espied　the　victim。　She　seemed；　having　shaken　off　the　stupor　of　intoxication；　to　be　striving　to　escape　from　her　executioner。　Sir　Francis's　heart　throbbed；　and　convulsively　seizing　Mr　Fogg's　hand；　found　in　it　an　open　knife。　Just　at　this　moment　the　crowd　began　to　move。　The　young　woman　had　again　fallen　into　a　stupor　caused　by　the　fumes　of　hemp；　and　passed　among　the　fakirs；　who　escorted　her　with　their　wild；　religious　cries。　
Phileas　Fogg　and　his　companions；　mingling　in　the　rear　ranks　of　the　crowd；　followed；　and　in　two　minutes　they　reached　the　banks　of　the　stream；　and　stopped　fifty　paces　from　the　pyre；　upon　which　still　lay　the　rajah's　corpse。　In　the　semi…obscurity　they　saw　the　victim；　quite　senseless；　stretched　out　beside　her　husband's　body。　Then　a　torch　was　brought；　and　the　wood；　sold　with　oil；　instantly　took　fire。　
At　this　moment　Sir　Francis　and　the　guide　seized　Phileas　Fogg；　who；　in　an　instant　of　mad　generosity；　was　about　to　rush　upon　the　pyre。　But　he　had　quickly　pushed　them　aside；　when　the　whole　scene　suddenly　changed。　A　cry　of　terror　arose。　The　whole　multitude　prostrated　themselves；　terror…stricken；　on　the　ground。　
The　old　rajah　was　not　dead；　then；　since　he　rose　of　a　sudden；　like　a　spectre；　took　up　his　wife　in　his　arms；　and　descended　from　the　pyre　in　the　midst　of　the　clouds　of　smoke；　which　only　heightened　his　ghostly　appearance。　
Fakirs　and　soldiers　and　priests；　seized　with　instant　terror；　lay　there；　with　their　faces　on　the　ground；　not　daring　to　lift　their　eyes　and　behold　such　a　prodigy。　
The　inanimate　victim　was　borne　along　by　the　vigorous　arms　which　supported　her；　and　which　she　did　not　seem　in　the　least　to　burden。　Mr　Fogg　and　Sir　Francis　stood　erect；　the　Parsee　bowed　his　head；　and　Passepartout　was；　no　doubt；　scarcely　less　stupefied。　
The　resuscitated　rajah　approached　Sir　Francis　and　Mr　Fogg；　and；　in　an　abrupt　tone；　said；　‘Let　us　be　off！'　
It　was　Passepartout　himself；　who　had　slipped　upon　the　pyre　in　the　midst　of　the　smoke　and；　profiting　by　the　still　overhanging　darkness；　had　delivered　the　young　woman　from　death！　It　was　Passepartout　who；　playing　his　part　with　a　happy　audacity；　had　passed　through　the　crowd　amid　the　general　terror。　
A　moment　after　all　four　of　the　party　had　disappeared　in　the　woods；　and　the　elephant　was　bearing　them　away　at　a　rapid　pace。　But　the　cries　and　noise；　and　a　ball　which　whizzed　through　Phileas　Fogg's　hat；　apprised　them　that　the　trick　had　been　discovered。　
The　old　rajah's　body；　indeed；　now　appeared　upon　the　burning　pyre；　and　the　priests；　recovered　from　their　terror；　perceived　that　an　abduction　had　taken　place。　They　hastened　into　the　forest；　followed　by　the　soldiers；　who　fired　a　volley　after　the　fugitives；　but　the　latter　rapidly　increased　the　distance　between　them；　and　ere　long　found　themselves　beyond　the　reach　of　the　bullets　and　arrows。　

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CHAPTER　XIV
IN　WHICH　PHILEAS　FOGG　DESCENDS　THE　WHOLE　LENGTH　OF　THE　BEAUTIFUL　VALLEY　OF　THE　GANGES　WITHOUT　EVER　THINKING　OF　SEEING　IT。
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The　rash　exploit　had　been　acomomplished；　and　for　an　hour　Passepartout　laughed　gaily　at　his　sucomess。　Sir　Francis　pressed　the　worthy　fellow's　hand；　and　his　master　said；　‘Well　done！'　which；　from　him；　was　high　commendation；　to　which　Passepartout　replied　that　all　the　credit　of　the　affair　belonged　to　Mr　Fogg。　As　for　him；　he　had　only　been　struck　with　a　‘queer'　idea；　and　he　laughed　to　think　that　for　a　few　moments　he；　Passepartout；　the　ex…gymnast；　ex…sergeant　fireman；　had　been　the　spouse　of　a　charming　woman；　a　venerable；　embalmed　rajah！　As　for　the　young　Indian　woman；　she　had　been　unconscious　throughout　of　what　was　passing；　and　now；　wrapped　up　in　a　travelling…blanket；　was　reposing　in　one　of　the　howdahs。　
The　elephant；　thanks　to　the　skilful　guidance　of　the　Parsee；　was　advancing　rapidly　through　the　still　dark…some　forest；　and；　an　hour　after　leaving　the　pagoda；　had　crossed　a　vast　plain。　They　made　a　halt　at　seven　o'clock；　the　young　woman　being　still　in　a　state　of　complete　prostration。　The　guide　made　her　drink　a　little　brandy　and　water；　but　the　drowsiness　which　stupefied　her　could　not　yet　be　shaken　off。　Sir　Francis；　who　was　familiar　with　the　effects　of　the　intoxication　produced　by　the　fumes　of　hemp；　reassured　his　companions　on　her　acomount。　But　he　was　more　disturbed　at　the　prospect　of　her　future　fate。　He　told　Phileas　Fogg　that；　should　Aouda　remain　in　India；　she　would　inevitably　fall　again　into　the　hands　of　her　executioners。　These　fanatics　were　scattered　throughout　the　country；　and　would；　despite　the　English　police；　recover　their　victim　at　Madras；　Bombay；　or　Calcutta。　She　would　only　be　safe　by　quitting　India　for　ever。　
Phileas　Fogg　replied　that　he　would　reflect　upon　the　matter。　
The　station　at　Allahabad　was　reached　about　ten　o'clock；　and　the　interrupted　line　of　railway　being　resumed；　would　enable　them　to　reach　Calcutta　in　less　than　twenty…four　hours。　Phileas　Fogg　would　thus　be　able　to　arrive　in　time　to　take　the　steamer　which　left　Calcutta　the　next　day；　October　25th；　at　noon；　for　Hong　Kong。　
The　young　woman　was　placed　in　one　of　the　waiting…rooms　of　the　station；　whilst　Passepartout　was　charged　with　purchasing　for　her　various　articles　of　toilet；　a　dress；　shawl；　and　some　furs；　for　which　his　master　gave　him　unlimited　credit。　Passepartout　started　off　forthwith；　and　found　himself　in　the　streets　of　Allahabad；　that　is；　the　‘City　of　God'；　one　of　the　most　venerated　in　India；　being　built　at　the　junction　of　the　two　sacred　rivers；　Ganges　and　Jumna；　the　waters　of　which　attract　pilgrims　from　every　part　of　the　peninsula。　The　Ganges；　acomording　to　the　legends　of　the　Ramayana；　rises　in　heaven；　whence　owing　to　Brahma's　agency；　it　descends　to　the　earth。　
Passepartout　made　it　a　point；　as　he　made　his　purchases；　to　take　a　good　look　at　the　city。　It　was　formerly　defended　by　a　noble　fort；　which　has　since　become　a　stat