Questions 1-11 are based on the following
passage.
This passage is excerpted from Jules Verne, Around the World in Eighty Days. Originally published in 1873.
The mansion in Saville Row, though not sumptuous,
was exceedingly comfortable. The habits of its occupant
were such as to demand but little from the sole domestic,
but Phileas Fogg required him to be almost superhumanly
5 prompt and regular. On this very 2nd of October he had
dismissed James Forster, because that luckless youth had
brought him shaving-water at eighty-four degrees
Fahrenheit instead of eighty-six; and he was awaiting his
successor, who was due at the house between eleven and
10 half-past.
Phileas Fogg was seated squarely in his armchair, his
feet close together like those of a grenadier on parade, his
hands resting on his knees, his body straight, his head
erect; he was steadily watching a complicated clock which
15 indicated the hours, the minutes, the seconds, the days, the
months, and the years. At exactly half-past eleven Mr.
Fogg would, according to his daily habit, quit Saville Row,
and repair to the Reform.1
A rap at this moment sounded on the door of the cosy
20 apartment where Phileas Fogg was seated, and James
Forster, the dismissed servant, appeared.
"The new servant," said he.
A young man of thirty advanced and bowed.
"You are a Frenchman, I believe," asked Phileas Fogg,
25 "and your name is John?"
"Jean, if monsieur pleases," replied the newcomer,
"Jean Passepartout, a surname which has clung to me
because I have a natural aptness for going out of one
business into another. I believe I'm honest, monsieur, but,
30 to be outspoken, I've had several trades. I've been an
itinerant singer, a circus-rider, when I used to vault like
Leotard,2 and dance on a rope like Blondin.3 Then I got to
be a professor of gymnastics, so as to make better use of my
talents; and then I was a sergeant fireman at Paris, and
35 assisted at many a big fire. But I quitted France five years
ago, and, wishing to taste the sweets of domestic life, took
service as a valet here in England. Finding myself out of
place, and hearing that Monsieur Phileas Fogg was the
most exact and settled gentleman in the United Kingdom,
40 I have come to monsieur in the hope of living with him a
tranquil life, and forgetting even the name of
Passepartout."
"Passepartout suits me," responded Mr. Fogg. "You are
well recommended to me; I hear a good report of you. You
45 know my conditions?"
"Yes, monsieur."
"Good! What time is it?"
"Twenty-two minutes after eleven," returned
Passepartout, drawing an enormous silver watch from the
50 depths of his pocket.
"You are too slow," said Mr. Fogg.
"Pardon me, monsieur, it is impossible—"
"You are four minutes too slow. No matter; it's enough
to mention the error. Now from this moment, twenty-nine
55 minutes after eleven, a.m., this Wednesday, 2nd October,
you are in my service."
Phileas Fogg got up, took his hat in his left hand, put it
on his head with an automatic motion, and went off
without a word.
60 Passepartout heard the street door shut once; it was his
new master going out. He heard it shut again; it was his
predecessor, James Forster, departing in his turn.
Passepartout remained alone in the house in Saville Row.
1A private members’ club in London
2A French acrobat
3A French tightrope walker and acrobat