The Island at the Top of the World Page #3

and you see the result.

Now we must go back

to France for repairs.

We will not.

We will proceed on one propeller.

The Arctic winds!

That would be insanity!

Without full power,

my airship could not survive.

- I refuse to go forward.

- And I refuse to go back.

Well, gentlemen,

we have to go somewhere.

Captain, you carry

a spare propeller, don't you?

- That is right.

- Well, why don't we put it on now.

In midair?

- Impossible!

- Nothing's impossible.

Splendid idea, Ivarsson.

Come along. Give me a hand.

Sir Anthony!

May I remind you

that I am in command here!

Only an idiot

would attempt such a thing.

I will do it myself.

Do be careful

and don't take any unnecessary risks.

Take good care.

The wind's coming up.

Let's haul him up.

Well done, Captain.

My congratulations.

Thank you, Sir Anthony.

I am deeply honoured.

What's he up to now?

Vive le France!

Top fellow, Brieux.

- The man's incredible.

- Brave, but mad as a hatter.

Musk ox.

Over there.

What are they doing?

They're forming a defensive ring.

They think we are attacking.

Captain, is it really necessary

to fly so low?

It's easier to control

the airship at this altitude.

No need to be alarmed, Sir Anthony.

Look, I'm in full command.

You made your point, Captain.

There's no need to overdo it.

Take hold of the lines.

I don't understand why

Donald took only one Eskimo with him.

Only one could be persuaded to go.

They all knew what he was looking for.

The mythical island,

where the whales go to die.

One man's myth is another man's

gospel, Mr Ivarsson.

Anyway, the Eskimos

believe the island exists.

They're frightened to death of it.

Say it's guarded by evil spirits.

What about the Eskimo

who went with him?

Oomiak's his name.

They call him "The Fearless One".

Though he was far from fearless

when he came back.

- He came back.

- Aye.

That's him out there.

Showing the captain

how to fly his airship.

Fetch the fellow. Call him in.

I'm afraid you won't get

anything out of him.

Call him in at once. Don't argue.

Very well, Sir.

Any man that goes off with my son

and comes back alone...

- I'll see that he talks, all right.

- You'd better let me handle him.

You've never dealt with Eskimos.

They have a diplomacy all their own.

Blasted.

Why doesn't anyone think I have tact?

Come along, Oomiak.

Ah, so there you are.

What I want is an exact account

of everything that happened...

Sir Anthony, this is the great Oomiak.

Who knows Oomiak?

Your fame has travelled far.

What fame?

Not even my dogs know me.

You were my son's guide.

What happened to him?

Who?

This is the father of Donald Ross.

We wanna know about your trip...

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