On the eve of young Victoria's coronation, the League of Gentlemen was visited by a strange pair: a tall turbaned man of Indian descent who introduced himself as Nemo, a ship's captain, and a young french boy of about twelve years, who he called Jules. The boy, said Nemo, had been caught stowed away aboard the
Coralie, a ship headed to India, telling a fantastic story - he'd been hiding from the master criminal Jean Diable whom he'd spotted boarding a ship to England. "How did he know it was Jean Diable?", asked Phineas Fogg. "I asked him that, of course." Nemo said, briskly; the boy had recognized the famous criminal from a drawing he'd seen in a magazine - the scar on his face had given him away.
Jean Diable a.k.a. John Devil
Moreover, Nemo continued, the boy, after hiding nearby, had heard some of Diable's conversation. He'd heard the man say "that he is coming to England to find a substance called Cavorite, and that once he finds it, he is going into space to find a crystal with which he intends to build a super weapon he called a Fulgerator." At that point, said Nemo, young Jules' hiding place was discovered and a chase ensued; he was almost caught, except that he was able to leap from the dock to the
Coralie, which was just pulling out of the port. At this point, Nemo simply stopped talking and everyone just stared at him. "My God, he knows about Cavorite..," said Dorian Grey finally, almost whispering. "...And the Fulgerator," said Ida Lovelace, equally darkly. Fogg spoke directly to the boy in perfect french:
"Do you have a family, son?" "Oui, monseur," replied the boy, "my family name is Verne. I am from Nantes." "Well my young Mr. Verne from Nantes," Fogg said, "you have been very helpful, and I will see that my friend Passpartout gets you safely home to your family." At this, the boy brightened visibly, but when he saw the look of concern on the faces around him, he became scared again. "Where would he find Cavorite?" Fogg mused aloud, in english. "There's some in the British Museum, but very little." said Ida. "There is a legend," said Allen Quartermaine, who had remained seated in shadow up to this point, "that a large amount of a substance that rose toward the sky during lightning storms could be found beneath the ancient city of Atlantis." "Cavorite!" said Dorian. "Apparently," agreed Fogg, "but how would he - or we - get to it?" "I might help you with that," said the Captain, whose face turned suddenly intense in the glow of the lamplight. "I have been working on this all of my life." Then he pulled a large parchment from a satchel, which was revealed, when he rolled it out on a table, to be a detailed drawing." "A submarine?!" cried Ida, who bent to examine the drawing. "This could get complicated" said Dorian. "Oh, you have no idea." chuckled Quartermaine, as he returned to his chair and lit his pipe, "You have no idea."