Whist

»You were in the habit of playing whist,« resumed Fix, »on the steamers.«

»Yes; but it would be difficult to do so here. I have neither cards nor partners.«

»Oh, but we can easily buy some cards, for they are sold on all the American trains. And as for partners, if madam plays--«

»Certainly, sir,« Aouda quickly replied; »I understand whist. It is part of an English education.«

»I myself have some pretensions to playing a good game. Well, here are three of us, and a dummy--«

»As you please, sir,« replied Phileas Fogg, heartily glad to resume his favourite pastime even on the railway.

Passepartout was dispatched in search of the steward, and soon returned with two packs of cards, some pins, counters, and a shelf covered with cloth.

The game commenced. Aouda understood whist sufficiently well, and even received some compliments on her playing from Mr. Fogg. As for the detective, he was simply an adept, and worthy of being matched against his present opponent.