seven o'clock in the morning
The travellers could now discern the fort of Chunar , twenty miles south-west of Benares ; then Ghazipore and its important rose-water manufactories came in sight ; then they caught a glimpse of the tomb of Lord Cornwallis , which rises on the left bank of the river ; then the fortified town of Buxar ; Patna , the great commercial city and principal opium-market of India ; Monghir , an European town , as English as Manchester or Birmingham , with its foundries , factories , and tall chimneys vomiting forth volumes of black smoke . Night fell , and still the train rushed on , in the midst of the roaring and growling of wild animals , which fled from the advancing locomotive . Nothing could of course then be seen of those wonders of Bengal , Golconda , the ruins of Gom , and Morschabad , Burdwan , the ancient capital , Hooghly , Chandernagore , in French territory , where Passe-partout would have been glad to see his country 's ensign . At last , at seven o'clock in the morning , they reached Calcutta . The steamer for Hong Kong was not to leave till mid-day , so Phileas Fogg had still five hours to spare . According to his journal , he was due at Calcutta on the 25th October -- twenty-three days from London ; and at Calcutta he was as arranged . He had neither gained nor lost so far .