an alarming fashion。 I looked at him with what I hoped was a proper concern。
〃Now； now； Mr。 Gerran； you must take it easy；〃 I said solicitously。 〃I know this has been a terrible shock to you…〃
〃Where is she？〃 he said hoarsely。 〃Where's my daughter？ How in Coxs name…〃
〃In her cubicle。〃 He made to brush by me but I barred his way。 〃In a moment； Mr。 Gerran。 But I must see first that…well； you understand？〃
He stared at me under lowered brows then nodded impatiently to show that he understood； which was more than I did； and said： 〃Be quick； please。〃
〃Seconds only。〃 I looked at Mary Stuart。 〃Some brandy for Mr。 Gerran。〃
What I had to do in Judith Haynes's cubicle took only ten seconds。 I didn't want Otto asking awkward questions about why I'd so lovingly wrapped up the gin and barbiturate bottles； so； holding them gingerly by the tops of the necks； I unwrapped them； placed them in reasonably conspicuous positions and summoned Otto。 He hung around for a bit； looking suitably stricken and making desolate sounds； but offered no resistance when I took his arm； suggested that he was achieving nothing by remaining there and led him outside。
In the passage he said： 〃Suicide； of course。〃
〃No doubt about that。〃
He sighed。 〃God； how I reproach myself for…〃
〃You've nothing to reproach yourself with； Mr。 Gerran。 You saw how pletely broken she was at the news of her husband's death。 just plain； old…fashioned grief。〃
〃It's good to have a man like you around in times like those；〃 Otto murmured。 I met this in modest silence； led him back to his brandy and said： 〃Where are the others？〃
〃Just a few minutes behind。 I ran on ahead。〃
〃How e Lonnie and the other two took so long to find you？〃
It was a marvellous day for shooting。 All background。 We just kept moving on； every shot better than the last one。 And then； of course； we had this damned rescue job。 My God； if ever a location unit has been plagued with such ill luck…'
〃Rescue job？〃 I hoped I sounded puzzled； that my tone didn't reflect my sudden chill。
〃Heyter。 Hurt himself。〃 Otto lowered some brandy and shook his head to show the burden of woes he was carrying。 〃He and Smith were climbing when he fell。 Ankle sprained or broken； I don't know。 They could see us ing along Lerner's Way； heading more or less the way they'd gone； though they were much higher； of course。 Seems Heyter persuaded Smith to carry on； said he'd be all right； he'd attract our attention。〃 Otto shook his head again and drained his brandy。 〃Fool！〃
〃I don't understand；〃 I said。 I could hear the engine of the approaching Sno…Cat。
Instead of just lying there till we came within shouting distance he tried to hobble down the hill towards us。 Of course his blasted ankle gave way…he fell into a gully and knocked himself about pretty badly。 God knows how long he was lying there unconscious； it was early afternoon before we heard his shouts for help。 A most damnable job getting him down that hill； just damnable。 Is that the Sno…Cat out there？〃
I nodded。 Otto heaved himself to his feel？ and we went towards the front door together。 I said： 〃Smithy？ Did you see him？〃
〃Smith？〃 Otto looked at me in faint surprise。 〃No； of course not。 I told you； he'd gone on ahead。〃
〃Of course；〃 I said。 〃I'd forgotten。〃
The door opened from the outside just as we reached it。 Conrad and the Count entered； half…carrying a Heyter who could only hop on one leg。
His head hung exhaustedly； his chin on his chest； and his pale face was heavily bruised on both the right cheek and temple。 We got him onto a couch and I eased off。 his right boot。 The ankle was swollen and badly discoloured and bleeding slightly where the skin had been broken in several places。 While Mary Stuart was heating some water； I propped him up； gave him some brandy； smiled at him in my most encouraging physician's fashion； miserated with him on his ill luck and marked him down for death。
12
Otto's stocks of liquid cheer were taking a severe beating。 It is a medical monplace that there are those who； under severe stress； resort to the consumption of large quantities of food。 Olympus Productions Ltd。 harboured none of those。 The demand for food was nonexistent； but； in a correspondingly inverse proportion； alcoholic solace was being eagerly sought and the atmosphere in the cabin was powerfully redolent of that of a Glasgow public house when a Scottish soccer team has resoundingly defeated its ancient enemies from across the border。 The sixteen people scattered around the cabin…the injured Heyter apart…showed no desire to repair to their cubicles； there was an unacknowledged and wholly illogical tacit assumption that if Judith Haynes could die in her cubicle anyone could。 Instead； they sat scattered around in twos and threes； drinking silently or conversing in murmurs； furtive eyes forever moving around the others present； all deepening a cheerless and doom…laden Mr。 which stemmed not from Judith Haynes's death but from what might or might not be yet another impending disaster： although it was close on seven now； with the darkness almost total and the snow falling steadily out of the north； Heissman； Goin； and Jungbeck had not yet returned。
Otto； unusually； sat by himself； chewing on a cigar but not drinking： he gave the impression of a man who is wondering what fearsome blow fate now has in store for him。 I had talked to him briefly some little time previously and he had given it as his morose and unshakable opinion that all three of them had been drowned： none of them； as he had pointed out； knew the first thing about handling a boat。 Even if they managed to survive more than a few minutes in those icy waters； what hope lay for them if they did swim to shore。 If they reached a cliff face； their finger would only scrabble uselessly against the smoothly vertical rock until their strength gave out and they slid under： if they managed to scramble ashore at some more accessible point； the icy Mr。 would reach through their soaked clothes to their soaked bodies and freeze them to death almost instantly。 If they didn't turn up； he said； and now he was sure they wouldn't； he was going to abandon the entire venture and wait for Smithy to bring help and if that didn't e soon he would propose that the entire pany strike out for the safety of Tunheim。
The entire pany had momentarily fallen silent and Otto； looking across the cabin to where I was standing； gave a painful smile and said； as if in a desperate attempt to lighten the atmosphere： 〃e； e； Dr。 Marlowe； I see you haven't got a glass。〃
‘No；〃 I said。 I don't think it's wise。〃
Otto looked around the cabin。 If he was being harrowed by the contemplation of his rapidly dvAndling stocks he was concealing his grief well。
〃The others seem to think it's wise。〃
〃The others don't have to take into account the danger of exposing opened pores to zero temperatures。〃
〃What？〃 He peered at me。 〃What's that supposed to mean？〃
〃It means that if Heissman； Jungbeck； and Goin aren't back here in a very few minutes I intend to take the fourteen…footer and go to look for them。〃
〃What！〃 This in a very different tone of voice。 Otto hauled himself painfully to his feel？ as he always did when he was preparing to appear impressive。 〃Go to look for them？ Are you mad； sir？ Look for them； indeed。 On a night like this； pitch dark； can't see a hand in front of your nose。 No； by God； I've already lost too many people； far too many。 I absolutely forbid it。〃
〃Have you taken into account that their engine may have just failed？ That they're just drifting helplessly around； freezing to death by the minute while we sit here doing nothing？〃
I have and I don't believe it possible。 The boat engines were overhauled pletely before our departure and I know that Jungbeck is a very petent mechanic。 The matter is not to be contemplated。〃
〃I'm going anyway。〃
〃I would remind you that that boat is pany property。〃
〃Who's going to stop me taking it？〃
Otto spluttered ineffectually； then said： 〃You realise…〃
I realise。〃 I was tired of Otto。 〃I'm fired。〃
〃You'd better fire me too； then；〃 Conrad said。 We all turned to look at him。 〃I'm going along with him。〃
I'd have expected no less from Conrad； he； after all； had been the one to initiate the search for Smithy soon after our landing。 I didn't try to argue with him。 I could see Mary Stuart with her hand on his arm； looking at him in dismay： if she couldn't dissuade him； I wasn't going to bother to try。
〃Charles！〃 Otto was bringing the full weight of his authority to bear。
〃I would remind you that you have a contract…〃
the contract；〃 Conrad said。
Otto stared at him in disbelief； clamped his lips quite shut； wheeled and headed for his cubicle。 With his departure everybody； it seemed； started to speak at the same time。 I crossed to where the Count was moodily drinking the inevitable brandy。 He looked up and gave me a cheerless smile。
〃If you want a third suicidal volunteer； my dear boy。。。〃
〃How long have you known Otto Gerran？〃
〃What's that？〃 He seemed momentarily at a loss； then quaffed some more brandy。 〃Thirty…odd years。 It's no secret。 I knew him well in prewar Vienna。 Why do you…〃
〃You were in the film business the