At Hong Kong Fix made his last attempt. He took Passepartout into a smoking house and made him drink until he fell asleep, so that the Frenchman could not warn his master about the steamer. Fogg came to the harbour and found the ship gone. He did not lose a minute. He walked along the quay and offered a pilot a hundred pounds a day for his little boat, the Tankadere, and eight hundred more if they reached Shanghai in time. They sailed with a fair wind, but on the second day a typhoon came down on them. The little boat ran before the wind under a scrap of sail, with the sea breaking over her. Aouda watched Fogg. He stood by the mast, calm, saying nothing, as though the storm were part of his timetable. On the eleventh of November they came into Shanghai as the American steamer was leaving, and a gun and a flag brought her back for them.