ten minutes past three
`` I am sorry I have nothing better to offer you , '' said Mr. Fogg to Fix . The latter bowed without replying , for he felt somewhat humiliated in accepting Mr. Fogg 's kindness under the circumstances . `` At any rate , '' he thought , `` if he is a rascal he is a very polite one . '' At ten minutes past three the sails were hoisted , the English flag was run up to the peak ; the passengers took a last look at the quays in the hope of descrying Passe-partout , but they were disappointed . Fix was somewhat afraid that some chance might bring the lad whom he had treated so badly in that direction , and then an explanation would surely have ensued of a nature by no means satisfactory to the detective . But the Frenchman did not turn up , and no doubt he was still under the influence of the opium . So John Bunsby stood out to sea , and the _ Tankadere _ , with the wind on the quarter , went bounding briskly over the waves .