According to his journal, he was due at Calcutta on the 25th October--twenty-three days from London; and at Calcutta he was as arranged. He had neither gained nor lost so far. Unfortunately, the two days he had had to spare he spent as we have seen while crossing the peninsula; but we must not suppose that Phileas Fogg regretted his actions for a moment. CHAPTER XV. In which the Bag of Bank-notes is lightened by some Thousands of Pounds more. Passe-partout was the first to alight from the train; Mr. Fogg followed, and helped out his fair companion. Phileas had counted upon proceeding directly to the steamer, so as to settle Mrs. Aouda comfortably on board. He was unwilling to leave her so long, as she was on such dangerous ground. As Mr. Fogg was leaving the station a policeman approached him, and said, "Mr. Phileas Fogg, is it not?" "It is," replied Phileas. "And this is your servant?" continued the policeman, indicating Passe-partout. "Yes." "Will you be so good as to follow me?" Mr. Fogg did not appear in the least degree surprised. The policeman was a representative of the law, and to an Englishman the law is sacred. Passe-partout, like a Frenchman, wanted to argue the point, but the policeman touched him with his cane, and his master made him a sign to obey. "This young lady can accompany us?" said Mr. Fogg. "Certainly," replied the policeman. Mr. Fogg, Mrs. Aouda, and Passe-partout were then conducted to a "palkighari," a sort of four-wheeled carriage, holding four people, and drawn by two horses. They drove away, and no one spoke during the twenty minutes' drive. The carriage passed through the "Black Town," and then through the European quarter, which, with its brick houses, well-dressed people, and handsome equipages, presented a marked contrast to the native town. The carriage stopped before a quiet-looking house, which, however, did not appear to be a private mansion. The policeman directed his prisoners--for so we may term them--to alight, and conducted them to a room, the windows of which were barred. "At half-past eight," he said, "you will be brought before Judge Obadiah." He then went out and locked the door. "So we are prisoners," exclaimed Passe-partout, dropping into a chair. Mrs. Aouda, turning to Mr. Fogg, said tearfully: "Oh sir, pray do not think of me any longer. It is on my account that you have been arrested. It is for having saved me." Phileas Fogg calmly replied that such a thing was not possible. It was quite out of the question that they could be arrested on account of the suttee. The complainants would not dare to present themselves. There must be some mistake, and Mr. Fogg added that in any case he would see the young lady safe to Hong Kong. "But the steamer starts at twelve o'clock," said Passe-partout. "We shall be on board before that," replied the impassible Fogg.