"Eightieth day, 11.40 a.m." Then he waited. The clock of the Custom House struck one. Mr. Fogg perceived that his watch was two minutes fast. Two o'clock came! Admitting that he could at that moment get into an express train, he might yet arrive in London and reach the Reform Club in time. At 2.33 he heard a noise outside of opening doors. He could distinguish Passe-partout and Fix's voices. Mr. Fogg's eyes glittered. The door was flung open and Mrs. Aouda, Fix, and Passe-partout rushed in. "Ah sir!" exclaimed Fix, hurrying up to the prisoner, "a thousand pardons--an unfortunate resemblance! The true thief is arrested. You are free, free!" Phileas Fogg was free. He walked quietly up to the detective, looked him steadily in the face for a second, and with a movement of his arm knocked him down! "Well hit!" exclaimed Passe-partout. "By jingo, that's a proper application of the art of self-defence!" Fix lay flat on the ground, and did not say a word. He had only received his deserts. Mr. Fogg, Aouda, and Passe-partout immediately quitted the Custom House, jumped into a cab, and drove to the railway-station. Mr. Fogg inquired when there would be a train for London. It was 2.40; the train had left five-and-thirty minutes before. Mr. Fogg ordered a "special." There were plenty of engines capable of running at a high speed, but the train could not be got in readiness before three. At that hour Mr. Fogg having said a few words to the engine-driver respecting a certain "tip," was rushing up to London, accompanied by Mrs. Aouda and his faithful Passe-partout. The distance was accomplished in five hours and a half, a very easy thing when the line is clear, but there were some unavoidable delays, and when the special arrived in London the clock pointed to ten minutes to nine. Thus Phileas Fogg, having accomplished his journey round the world, had returned five minutes too late! He had lost his wager. CHAPTER XXXV. Passe-partout obeys Orders quickly. The inhabitants of Saville Row would have been astonished, next day, if they had been told that Mr. Fogg had returned, for the doors and windows of his house were still shut, and there was no change visible exteriorly. When he left the railway-station, Mr. Fogg had told Passe-partout to purchase some provisions, and then he quietly went home.