Yet, after all, the Bank is rich!" His course decided on, he went on board the General Grant, and was there when Mr.Fogg and Aouda arrived.

To his utter amazement, he recognised Passepartout, despite his theatrical disguise.

He quickly concealed himself in his cabin, to avoid an awkward explanation, and hoped--thanks to the number of passengers--to remain unperceived by Mr.
Fogg's servant.
On that very day, however, he met Passepartout face to face on the forward deck.

The latter, without a word, made a rush for him, grasped him by the throat, and, much to the amusement of a group of Americans, who immediately began to bet on him, administered to the detective a perfect volley of blows, which proved the great superiority of French over English pugilistic skill.
When Passepartout had finished, he found himself relieved and comforted.

Fix got up in a somewhat rumpled condition, and, looking at his adversary, coldly said, "Have you done ?" "For this time--yes." "Then let me have a word with you." "But I--" "In your master's interests." Passepartout seemed to be vanquished by Fix's coolness, for he quietly followed him, and they sat down aside from the rest of the passengers.
"You have given me a thrashing," said Fix.