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"So," he says. "We are approximately here." He puts a neat X on a remarkably empty piece of ocean. "And the Rani Royal is approximately here." He draws a neat O about 6 inches to the north. "How fast are we going?" Jackie takes a moment to listen to the water hissing outside the hull. "About 16 knots," she says. Terry draws an arrow pointing west from the X. "The Rani Royal is heading for Valparaiso," Terry says. "At about 20 knots." He draws an arrow from the O off to the east, then sits back, proud of his chart. |
"So." Jackie sighs. "I need to make a decision, right away. Do I go this way" - drawing a line west, to Auckland. "Or do I go this way?" - drawing a line to the north-northeast, to intercept the Rani Royal. "What I am really asking," she goes on, "is this: are any of my crew seriously ill, or not? If it is unlikely that they are, we continue the race. If it is likely that they are, or if we do not know, we head for the doctor on the Rani Royal as fast as we can go." "And your race is over," Terry says. She nods. |
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