IIIOn the second day out, Hull’s condition took a turn for the worse. Adam wondered if he would live to see the midnight sun. He seemed to realize that his days were numbered because he talked of his home in England and asked to look over a number of photographs he kept in his locker.
Among these were the pictures Belgrade had mentioned. But the photographer had not discounted the low sun of the polar regions, and the prints were not plain. One of them represented a dead animal, apparently a bear. The other, of a group of Antarcticans, was somewhat clearer, but the men’s faces were darkened by their parka hoods and told Adam nothing he did not already know. They were dressed in what seemed to be Eskimo costume and looked considerably larger than the short, stocky men of the Arctic.
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