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. I'll settle for a kiss. Think we can manage a kiss without falling into the water?'
'Yes. But let's be careful. Just turn your face this way; don't roll over.'
It was a kiss mostly symbolic rather than one of Margrethe's all-out specials. We were both quite careful not to disturb the precarious stability of our make-do life raft. We were worried about something more important than being dumped into the ocean - at least I was.
I decided to broach it, take it out where we could worry about it together. 'Margrethe, by the map just outside the dining room we should have the coast of Mexico near Mazatlбn just east of us. What time did the ship sink? If it sank. I mean, what time was the collision?'
'I don't know.'
'Nor do I. After midnight, I'm sure of that. The Konge 'Knut was scheduled to arrive at eight a.m. So that coast* line could be over a hundred miles east of us. Or it could be almost on top of us. Mountains over there, we may be able to see them when this overcast clears away. As it did yesterday, so it probably will today. Sweetheart, how are you on long-distance swimming? If we can see mountains, do you want to try for it?'
She was slow in answering. 'Alec, if you wish, we will try it.'
'That wasn't quite what I asked.'
'That is true. In warm sea water I think I can swim as long as necessary. I did once swim the Great Belt, in water colder than this. But, Alec, in the Belt are no sharks
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