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Abandoning ship

He heard the throb of the engines stop, and the lights winked off. It was a moment in which the full understanding came home to him that they were abandoning this stout and comfortable refuge...

Ice-fall

Dimly through the mist it was possible to see a long, unbroken line of white, without beginning or end. From it came the now familiar throbbing roar, louder and heavier. ‘My God!’ Mouritzen said. ‘We...

What kind of spirits?

Olsen said, in a detached voice: ‘They’re not getting away fast enough.’ The boat lay at the foot of the long, sloping cliff that was the side of the Kreya, becalmed for all their struggle...

Its lavish fire

The Kreya heeled and a wave lifted higher and higher above them before thundering down to immerse them, for an instant, in a world of savage water. Holding on to the rail, Mouritzen had a...

Bullying and cajoling

Mouritzen, by now, was alternately bullying and cajoling the men. He reflected when, under each smashing onslaught of the sea, he had time to think, on his own inadequacy in coping with this kind of...

The dark green crest

‘Hold on! She’s caught …’ Herning was on the bridge between the two hatches. He was half kneeling, and he turned his head towards Mouritzen, as though to make out more clearly what he was...

The end of things …

Clinging to the steps as a wave washed over the Kreya, Mouritzen thought the wind was even higher. He made his way across a deck running with water towards the cluster of lights above the...

A man without insight

‘You think I do not know myself, Niels? I am a man without insight, ruled by his prejudices and obsessions. That is how I appear to you, is it not?’ ‘Not quite like that.’ ‘The...