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not kill so that if I were to state categorically that some member or members of his cast or crew were in no condition to withstand any further punishment from the seas he would insist on proof of the existence of some disease which; in conjunction with seasickness; might be potentially lethal; a proof that; in the first place; would have been very difficult for me to adduce in light of the limited examination facilities available to me aboard ship and; in the second place; would have been impossible anyhow for every single member of cast and crew had been subjected to a rigorous insurance medical before leaving Britain: if I gave a clean bill of health to all; then Otto would press on with all speed for Bear Island; regardless of the sufferings of 〃our people〃 about whom he professed to be so worried; thereby effecting a considerable saving in time and money: and; in the remote event of any of them inconsiderately dying upon our hands; why; then; as the man who had given the green light; I was the one in the dock。 I drained my glass of inferior brandy that Otto had laid on in such meagre quantities and rose。 〃You'll be here? 〃;〃Yes。 Most co…operative of you; Doctor; most。〃 〃We never close;〃 I said。 I was beginning to like Smithy though I hardly knew him or anything about him: I was never to get to know him; not well。 That I should ever get to know him in my professional capacity was unthinkable: six feet two in his carpet slippers and certainly nothing short of two hundred pounds; Smithy was as unlikely a candidate for a doctor's surgery as had ever e my way。
 In the first…aid cabinet there。〃 Smithy nodded towards a cupboard in a corner of the dimly lit wheelhouse。 〃Captain Imrie's own private elixir。 For emergency use only。〃
 I extracted one of half a dozen bottles held in place by felt…lined spring clamps and examined it under the chart table lamp。 My regard for Smithy went up another notch。 In latitude 70〃 something north and aboard a superannuated trawler; however converted; one does not look to End Otard…Dupuy VSOP。
 〃What constitutes an emergency?〃 I asked。
 〃Thirst。〃
 I poured some of the Otard…Dupuy into a small glass and offered it to Smithy who shook his head and watched me as I sampled the brandy then lowered the glass with suitable reverence。
 〃To waste this on a thirst;〃 I said; 〃Is a crime against nature。 Captain Imrie isn't going to be too happy when he es up here and finds meknocking back his special reserve。〃
 〃Captain Imrie is a man who lives by fixed rules。 The most fixed of the lot is that he never appears on the bridge between 8 P。m。 and 8 A。M。
 Oakley…he's the bosun…and I take turns during the night。 Believe me; that way it's safer for everyone all round。 What brings you to the bridge; Doctor…apart from this sure instinct for locating VSOP?〃
 〃Duty。 I'm checking on the weather prior to checking on the health of Mr。 Gerran's paid slaves。 He fears they may start dying off like flies if we continue on this course in those conditions。〃 The conditions; I'd noted; appeared to be deteriorating; for the behaviour of the Morning Rose; especially its degree of roll; was now distinctly more unfortable than it had been: perhaps it was just a factor of the height of the bridge but I didn't think so。
 〃Mr。 Gerran should have left you at home and brought along his palm reader or fortuneteller。〃 A very contained man; educated and clearly intelligent ; Smithy always seemed to be slightly amused。 〃As for the weather; the 6 P。m。 forecast was as it usually is for those parts; vague and not very encouraging。 They haven't;〃 he aided superfluously; 〃a great number of weather stations in those parts。〃
 〃What do you think?〃
 〃It's not going to improve。〃 He dismissed the weather and smiled。 〃I'm not a great man for the small talk but with the Otard…Dupuy who needs it? Take the weight off your feet for an hour then go tell Mr。 Gerran that all his paid slaves; as you call them; are holding a square dance on the poop。
 I suspect Mr。 Gerran of having a suspicious checking mind。 However; if I may。。。〃
 〃My guest。〃
 I helped myself again and replaced the bottle in the cabinet。 Smithy; as he'd warned; wasn't very talkative; but the silence was panionable enough。 Presently he said: 〃Navy; aren't you; Doc?〃
 〃Past tense。〃
 〃And now this?〃
 〃A shameful edown。 Don't you find it so?〃
 〃Touche。〃 I could dimly see the white of teeth as he smiled in the half dark。 〃Medical malpractice; flogging penicillin to the wogs; or just drunk in charge of a surgery?〃
 〃Nothing so glamorous。 〃Insubordination is the word they used。〃
 〃Snap。 Me too。〃 
 A pause。 〃This Mr。 Gerran of yours。 Is he all right?〃
 〃So the insurance doctors say。〃
 〃I didn't mean that。〃
 You can't expect me to speak ill of my employer。〃 Again there was that dimly seen glimpse of white teeth。
 〃Well; that's one way of answering my question。 But; well; look; the bloke must be loony…or is that an offensive term?〃
 〃Only to psychiatrists。 I don't speak to them。 Loony's fine by me。 But I'd remind you that Mr。 Gerran has a very distinguished record。〃
 〃As a loony?〃
 〃That; too。 But also as a film…maker; a producer。〃
 〃What kind of producer would take a film unit up to Bear Island with winter ing on?〃
 〃Mr。 Gerran wants realism。〃
 〃Mr。 Gerran wants his head examined。 Has he any idea what it's like up there at this time of year?〃
 〃He's also a man with a dream。〃
 〃No place for dreamers in the Barents Sea。 How the Americans ever managed to put a man on the moon…〃
 〃Our friend Otto isn't an American。 He's a central European。 If you want the makers of dreams or the peddlers of dreams there's the place to End them…among the headwaters of the Danube。〃
 〃And the biggest rogues and confidence men in Europe?〃
 〃You can't have everything。〃
 〃He's a long way from the Danube。〃
 'Otto had to leave in a great hurry at a time when a large number of people had to leave in a great hurry。 Year before the war; that was。 Found his way to America…where else…then to Hollywood…again; where else?
 Say what you like about Otto…and I'm afraid a lot of people do just that you have to admire his recuperative powers。 He'd left a thriving film business behind him in Vienna and arrived in California with what he stood up in。〃
 〃That's not so little。〃
 It was then。 I've seen pictures。 No greyhound; but still about a hundred pounds short of what he is today。 Anyway; inside just a few years chiefly ; I'm told; by switching at the psychologically correct moment from anti…Nazism to anti…munism…Otto prospered mightily in the American film industry on the strength of a handful of nauseatingly superpatriotic pictures; which had the critics in despair and the audiences in raptures。 In the mid…'50s; sensing that the cinematic sun was setting over Hollywood…you can't see it but he carries his own built…in radar system with him…Otto's devotion to his adopted country evaporated along with I0 his bank balance and he transferred himself to London where he made a number of avant…garde films that had the critics in rapture; the audiences in despair; and Otto in the red。〃
 〃You seem to know your Otto;〃 Smithy said。
 〃Anybody who has read the first five pages of the prospectus for his last film would know his Otto。 I'll let you have a copy。 Never mentions the film; just Otto。 Misses out words like 〃nauseating〃 and 〃despair〃 of course and you have to read between the lines a bit。 But it's all there。〃
 〃I'd like a copy。〃 Smithy thought some then said: 〃If he's in the red where's the money ing from? To make this film; I mean。〃
 〃Your sheltered life。 A producer is always at his most affluent when the bailiffs are camped outside the studio gates…rented studio; of course。 Who; when the banks are foreclosing on him and the insurance panies drafting their ultimatums; is throwing the party of the year at the Savoy? Our friend the big…time producer。 It's kind of like the law of nature。 You'd better stick to ships; Mr。 Smith;〃 I added kindly。
 〃Smithy;〃 he said absently。 〃So who's bankrolling your friend?〃
 〃My employer。 I've no idea。 Very secretive about money matters is Otto。〃
 〃But someone is。 Backing him; I mean。〃
 〃Must be。〃 I put down my glass and stood up。 〃Thanks for the hospitality 。〃
 〃Even after he's produced a string of losers? Seems balmy to me。 Fishy; at least。〃
 〃The film world; Smithy; is full of balmy and fishy people。〃 I didn't; in fact; know whether it was or not but if this shipload was in any way representative of the cinema industry it seemed a pretty fair extrapolation。 〃Or perhaps he's just got hold of the story to end all stories。〃
 〃The screenplay。 There; now; you may have a point…but it's one you would have to raise with Mr。 Gerran personally。 Apart from Heissman; who wrote it; Gerran is the only one who's seen it。〃
 It hadn't been a factor of the height of the bridge。 As I stepped out on to the starboard ladder on the lee side…there were no internal munications between bridge and deck level on those elderly steam trawlers I was left in no doubt that the weather had indeed deteriorated and deteriorated sharply; a fact that should have probably been readily apparent to anyone whose concern for the prevailing meteorological condition

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