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He awoke to a vague uneasiness. There was somethingтБатАФsomething. For the life of him he couldnтАЩt put a name to it.

It wasnтАЩt Joe. Joe was in the foreground of his mind. This was something in the backgroundтБатАФshoved awayтБатАФsomething that he hadnтАЩt been able to give consideration to at the time.

He thought: тАЬI shall remember presently.тАЭ But he didnтАЩt.

As he dressed, he thought out the problem of Joe. He was all for moving her to Florida as soon as possible. Later, perhaps, Switzerland. She was very weak, but not too weak to be moved. As soon as she had seen Vernon and JaneтБатАКтБатАж

They were arrivingтБатАФwhen? The Resplendent, wasnтАЩt it? The ResplendentтБатАКтБатАж

The razor he was holding dropped from his hand. HeтАЩd got it now! Before his eyes rose the vision of a newspaper placard.

The ResplendentтБатАФTerrible Disaster.

Vernon and Jane were on the Resplendent.

He rang furiously. A few minutes later he was scanning the morning newspaper. There were now full details to hand. His eyes scanned them rapidly. The Resplendent had struck an icebergтБатАФthe death rollтБатАФsurvivors.

A list of namesтБатАКтБатАж survivors. He found the name there of Groen, Vernon was alive anyway. Then he searched the other list and found at last what he was looking for, fearingтБатАФthe name of Jane Harding.