Chapter 2

...In Which passepartout is convinced that He has a last found his ideal...

Passepartout, in his short conversation with Mr.Fogg, was able to observe his new master. He seemed to be about forty years old with fine, handsome features and a tall, well-shaped figure.

...As for Passepartout, he had a pleasant face, his eyes...

were blue, his face plump and his body muscular. He was soft-mannered and helpful and honest.

...When he went to the room where he would be staying, he found it pleasing enough. Inside it was an electric clock, precisely similar with the one in Mr.Fogg's bedroom, both beating the same second at the same instant....

...Hung over the clock was a card bearing...

a programme of the daily routine of the house, like how Mr.Fogg rose in the morning at exactly eight and would leave the house at half-past eleven in the morning to go to the Reform Club.

...The card included all the details of service...

like the tea and toast at twenty-three minutes past eight, the shaving water at thirty-seven minutes past nine, and the hair combing at twenty minutes before ten.

...Mr.Fogg's wardrobe was amply supplied and in the best taste. Each pair of trousers, coat, vest and shoes bore a number, indicating the time of year and season which Mr.Fogg would wear them....

...Also, there was not a single weapon or arms...

in the house.

...Passepartout found his new servant's house were...

tranquil and peaceful. "What a domestic and regular gentleman. And that is just what i wanted," he said joyfully.

...Song...

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When the days are cold

And the cards all fold

And the saints we see

Are all made of gold

When your dreams all fail