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Chapter 25

           Abigbrawnyfellowwitharedbeard,flushedface,andbroadshoulders,whoseemedtobethechiefoftheband,raisedhisclenchedfisttostrikeMr.Fogg,whomhewouldhavegivenacrushingblow,hadnotFixrushedinandreceiveditinhisstead.Anenormousbruiseimmediatelymadeitsappearanceunderthedetective’ssilkhat,whichwascompletelysmashedin.

           "Yankee!"exclaimedMr.Fogg,dartingacontemptuouslookattheruffian.

           "Englishman!"returnedtheother."Wewillmeetagain!"

           "Whenyouplease."

           "Whatisyourname?"

           "PhileasFogg.Andyours?"

           "ColonelStampProctor."

           Thehumantidenowsweptby,afteroverturningFix,whospeedilygotuponhisfeetagain,thoughwithtatteredclothes.Happily,hewasnotseriouslyhurt.Histravellingovercoatwasdividedintotwounequalparts,andhistrousersresembledthoseofcertainIndians,whichfitlesscompactlythantheyareeasytoputon.Aoudahadescapedunharmed,andFixaloneboremarksofthefrayinhisblackandbluebruise.

           "Thanks,"saidMr.Foggtothedetective,assoonastheywereoutofthecrowd.

           "Nothanksarenecessary,"replied.Fix;"butletusgo."

           "Where?"

           "Toatailor’s."

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