The sailors were about to shiver on their posts and were glad when the captain allowed them thick wool sweaters and vests. Some had even knitted hats, which could be drawn about their ears. That was a funny face.No one complained openly, but in the forecastle, opinions were divided. Some wanted to return, others were curious and tuk on the profits that they could make on the polar bears fur.My father stood with a red nose on the forecastle."What do you think Sheng-Du, it is worthwhile to investigate this unknown ice?"Zumu Shu, you know how pervasive it you could look. But I left me by my piece and brought in the Middle, that the sin of the time and the money would be to sail no further now.Under the verijste the water now bow ever faster. We could easily break through it, but it was clear, that it would take much longer for the ice was so thick, that our maid would be able to cope with it anymore.
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