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Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Phileas Fogg only did what he was supposed to do

A total of three passengers including Passepartout were missing.Were they killed in the battle, or were they captured by the Sioux?Now no one knows. Passengers suffered considerable injuries, although no one is known to have been fatally injured.Colonel Proctor was a badly wounded number.He fought bravely this time, and was knocked down by a bullet in the thigh.He was taken to the station along with other passengers who needed immediate medical attention. Lady Aouda is safe and sound.Although Phileas Fogg fought with all his strength, he didn't even scratch the skin.Fix suffered a slight wound to the shoulder.It's just that Passepartout is missing, and Mrs. Aouda is weeping for him.

At this time, the passengers all left the carriage.There were bloodstains on the wheels, and pieces of rotten flesh on the spokes and hubs.On the snow-covered plain, a bright red bloodstain stretched to an invisible distance.The backs of the last Indians had now disappeared on the banks of the Republic River in the South. Mr. Fogg stood motionless with his arms folded.He is thinking about something very important.Mrs. Aouda was silent beside him, watching him... Mr. Fogg understood her meaning.If his servant had been captured by the Indians, shouldn't everything be sacrificed to get him out? ...

"Alive or dead, I will get him back," he said simply to Lady Aouda. "Oh, sir, Mr. Fogg!" cried the young lady, and she seized Mr. Fogg's hands, which were streaming with her tears. "He won't die!" said Mr. Fogg, "if we don't lose a minute!" Now that it was decided, Phileas Fogg was ready to sacrifice everything.He had declared himself bankrupt, for a day's delay would have prevented him from catching the New York mail.His bet was lost.But he considered: this is my duty!So he didn't hesitate. The company commander who was stationed at Fort Kearney was nearby, and his men—about a hundred or so—were ready to fight back if the Sioux came directly to attack the station.

"Sir," said Mr. Fogg to the company commander, "three passengers are missing." "Is he dead?" asked the company commander. "Dead or captured," replied Mr. Fogg, "it's a matter of time. We need to find out at once. Are you going after those Siuans?" "It's no small matter, sir," said the company commander, "that these Indians can get over the Arkansas River! I can't leave the fort that my superiors have given me." "Sir," said Phileas Fogg, "three lives are at stake." "I know that . . . but asking fifty people to risk their lives to save three people, can I do that?"

"I don't know if you can do this, but you should." "Sir," replied the company commander, "nobody here has the authority to tell me what to do." "Very well!" said Phileas Fogg coldly, "then I will go myself!" "Yourself, sir?" cried Fix, coming up, "and you're going after those Indians all by yourself?" "All the living people here were saved by this unfortunate boy. Do you want me to watch him die at the hands of the Indians? I must go." "Okay! Don't go alone!" cried the company commander, who had been moved by Fokker's behavior. "Yes, you are a good man!..." He turned to his soldiers and said, "Come thirty Individuals, sign up voluntarily!"

All the soldiers rushed up.The company commander had only to choose among these honest lads.He picked thirty men and sent an old sergeant major to lead the team. "Thank you, Captain!" said Mr. Fogg. "Shall I go with you?" Fix asked Mr. Fogg. "Go as you please, sir," replied Phileas Fogg, "but if you will do me a favor, I would like you to be here with Lady Aouda, and if my misfortune . . . " Hearing this, the police agent's face suddenly turned pale.The man he had been staring at was leaving him now!Let him thus venture into the wilderness!Fix stared at the gentleman, although he had prejudice against Fogg, although he was fighting with him, but in front of this calm and calm gentleman, he finally bowed his head.

"Okay, I'll stay here," he said. Presently Mr. Fogg shook hands with young Lady Aouda, handed her his precious traveling bag, and set off with a small party led by the sergeant major. Before leaving, he said to the soldiers: "My friends! I'll give you a thousand pounds as a prize if you can save the man." It was already a few minutes after twelve o'clock. Mrs. Aouda went back to her room on the station, where she waited alone, thinking of Fogg, his saving spirit, his calm courage.Mr. Fogg, who had sacrificed his property, now risked his life, did not hesitate, or say a word, in order to do his duty.To Lady Aouda Phileas Fogg was a real hero.

But Agent Fix didn't think so.Now he is restless, like ants on a hot pan.He walked up and down the platform.Just now he was confused for a while, but now he is sober.What the hell did I do to let Fogg go away?She ran with him all over the world, and now she would agree with him to go away!Now that he was a spy again, he kept blaming himself as much as the Metropolitan Police Constable reprimanding a constable who, out of ignorance, let a criminal go. "What a wretch I am!" he said to himself, "someone will tell him who I am. He will never come back this way! Where are we going to catch him now? Oh! How could I be deceived by him?" I have a warrant for him in my Fix pocket! Hey, what a fool I am!"

The secret agent of the police department was just thinking wildly there. He felt that the time passed too long and slowly, and he really didn't know what to do.For a moment he wanted to tell Lady Aouda all of this, but he knew what the young woman was going to do to him.How to do it?He wanted to go after Fokker through that long snowy field!He thought he might still be found, for there were still tracks of the party in the snow! ...but after a while those tracks were covered by a new layer of snow. At this point Fix was discouraged.He really wanted to give up tracking Fokker now.At this moment an opportunity arose before him to leave Fokker at once and continue his troubled voyage from Fort Kearney.

The thing is like this: when it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon, there was heavy snow falling in the sky, suddenly there were several long sirens from the east, and then a huge black monster with a strong light shot from its head, slowly Tundi walked towards this side, it appeared more and more huge in the dense fog, and it also had a mysterious atmosphere. At that moment no one expected a train coming from the east.It is impossible for the additional locomotives requested by telegram to arrive so soon.The train from Omaha to San Francisco will not pass through this place until the next day.But after a while, everyone understood.

It turned out to be a locomotive, honking its horn non-stop, and slowly driving over.This is the original locomotive.Ever since it had thrown off the train, it went on, with its half-dead driver and stoker, at an astonishing speed, for many miles, and an hour later when the coals were nearly burnt, the fire lessened, and the steam lessened, It went slower and slower until it stopped at last twenty miles from Fort Kearney. The driver and the fireman were not actually dead, they just passed out, and after a long time, they woke up again. The locomotive has stopped.At that time, the driver saw desolate snow fields all around, and there was only one bare locomotive left, and the train behind was gone.At this moment, he understood what had just happened.But how the locomotive could have thrown the train off, that was beyond his comprehension.But he had no doubt that the train must have stayed behind and was in a dilemma! The driver took the necessary measures without hesitation.Keeping the locomotive on, heading for Omaha, that's the safe thing to do; going back and looking for the train, where the Indians might still be robbing it, that's a dangerous way... Fuck it!The boiler was filled with coal and wood, the fire was welled up and the pressure increased, and about two o'clock in the afternoon the locomotive returned to Fort Kearney in reverse.This is the locomotive that blew its whistle in the thick fog just now. Passengers were very happy to see that the locomotive and train were reconnecting.So that this unfortunately interrupted trip could continue again. As soon as the locomotive reached Kearneyburg, Madame Aouda left the station, went up to the conductor and said: "Are you going to drive?" "In a moment, ma'am." "But those who were taken... our unfortunate traveling companions..." "I can't stop the train halfway!" said the conductor. "We're three hours behind schedule." "When is the next bus from San Francisco here?" "Tomorrow night, ma'am." "Tomorrow night! Then it will be too late. You have to wait..." "Can't wait," said the conductor. "If you want to go, please get in the car." "I'm not going," said the young lady. Fix heard every word of what they said.Just now, when there was no means of transport, Fix had vowed to leave Fort Kearny.But now the train stopped in front of him and was about to leave. He just had to go back to the car and take his seat. But now, his legs seemed to be nailed to the ground by an irresistible force.His feet felt like they were standing on a hot pot. He wished he could leave the station immediately, but he couldn't make up his mind to leave.He started a fierce ideological struggle in his heart, and the failure made him feel ashamed and angry, so he decided to fight to the end. By this time the passengers and several wounded, including Colonel Proctor, who was badly wounded, boarded.The locomotive boiler was already hot and was whimpering non-stop, and the steam was spraying out from the valve.The driver blew his whistle, the train started, and in a blink of an eye the train had disappeared in a chaotic field of white smoke and flying snowflakes. Agent Fix remained. Hours passed.It was bad weather and it was freezing cold.Fix sat so still in an armchair in the station that he looked as if he had fallen asleep.Regardless of the wind and snow, Mrs. Aouda walked out of the house prepared for her from time to time, and went to the station to look around.She walked all the way to the end of the platform, she wanted to see something through the flying snow, she wanted to hear something through the thick fog that completely blocked her sight.But there was nothing, and she was frozen to death.She went back to the house and was going to come out to have a look after a while.But there has been no audio. It was getting late, and the small group of people had not returned yet.Where is Mr Fogg now?Could he find the Indians, was it a war?Could these soldiers have lost their way in the thick fog and were scrambling around?Although the company commander stationed in Fort Kearney did not want to show any worried expression, he was really worried. Night fell, and the snow fell a little bit.But the weather is getting colder.Even the most daring will feel the creeps in this dark and boundless wilderness.At this time, there were no birds passing by, no animals galloping, everything was silent, and a deathly silence enveloped the whole earth. Throughout the night, Mrs. Aouda's heart was full of unfortunate foreboding and melancholy. She kept wandering on the edge of the prairie, and she was carried by her fantasy to a faraway place, where she saw countless dangers.The pain she felt during this long night is indescribable. Fix remained in his old seat.But he couldn't sleep either.I don't know when, it seems that someone came up to him and said something to him, but after listening to the man's words, the spy shook his head and sent the man away. And so the night passed.The half-dark silhouette of the morning sun, rising from the misty horizon, made it possible to see for two miles.Phileas Fogg and the little party pursued south yesterday... and the south is empty now.It was already seven o'clock in the morning. The company commander is very worried now, he doesn't know what to do.Do you want to send another team to support it?Should more men be sent to risk their lives for the first few captured?And such a rescue is so hopeless.But his hesitation did not last long. He summoned a platoon leader and ordered him to take people to the south for reconnaissance. At this moment, people heard a burst of gunfire.Is it signaling?As the soldiers rushed out of the fort, they saw a small party approaching in neat steps about half a mile away. Mr. Fogg was in the lead, and beside him were Passepartout, who had been rescued from the Sioux, and two other travelers. They fought ten miles south of Fort Kearney.Shortly before the team arrived, Passepartout and two other fellow prisoners had already engaged in sex with the Siuians who escorted them.When Monsieur Fogg and the soldiers rushed to their rescue, the French lad had already beaten three Sioux with his fists. People greeted these rescuers and rescued people with cheers.Phileas Fogg distributed the bonuses promised in advance to the soldiers.At this point Passepartout repeated again and again: "In truth, it must be admitted, my master has spent a great deal on me!" Fix said nothing, but looked at Mr. Fogg, whose state of mind was difficult to analyze.As for Lady Aouda, she clasped the gentleman's right hand with both hands, and was too excited to speak. As soon as Passepartout arrived at the station, he looked around for the train.He had thought the train would stop at the station, wait for him to board, and head for Omaha, and he hoped to make up for the delay. "The train, the train!" he cried. "Open," replied Fix. "When will the next train pass here?" asked Phileas Fogg. "Have to wait until tonight." "Oh!" was all that was said simply by the quiet gentleman.
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