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a man of fifty,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], a sort of sea-wolf, with big eyes, a complexion of oxidized copper, red hair and thick neck, and a growling voice. `The captain?' asked Mr Fogg. `I am the captain.' `I am Phileas Fogg, of London.' `And I am Andrew Speedy, of Cardiff.' `You are going to put to sea?' `In an hour.' `You are bound for--' `Bordeaux.' `And your cargo?' `No freight. Going in ballast.' `Have you any passengers?' `No passengers. Never have passengers. Too much in the way.' `Is your vessel a swift one?' `Between eleven and twelve knots. The "Henrietta", well known.' `Will you carry me and three other persons to Liverpool?' `To Liverpool? Why not to China?' `I said Liverpool.' `No,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!' `No?' `No. I am setting out for Bordeaux, and shall go to Bordeaux.' `Money is no object?' `None.' The captain spoke in a tone which did not admit of a reply. `But the owners of the "Henrietta" - ,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych],' resumed Phileas Fogg. `The owners are myself,' replied the captain. `The vessel belongs to me.' `I will freight it for you.' `No.' `I will buy it of you.' `No.' Phileas Fogg did not betray the least disappointment; but the situation was a grave one. It was not at New York as at Hong Kong,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], nor with the captain of the `Henrietta' as with the captain of the `Tankadere'. Up to this time money had smoothed away every obstacle. Now money failed. Still, some means must be found to cross the Atlantic on a boat, unless by balloon, - which would have been venturesome, besides not being capable of being put in practice. It s
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