CHAPTER XIII

OVER THE ICE FIELDS The _Penguin_ came to rest, her bow breasting fields of ice. As far as the eye could see was a vast expanse of white, backed by towering, snow-capped mountain peaks. It was a thrilling vista, stark, barren, and above all subtly challenging. “Where no man has yet set foot,” Ted Scott murmured, his eyes lingering dreamily on the distant peaks. “I’ve never thought much of my abilities as a mind reader, but I’ll guarantee to read your thoughts.” Ted glanced up to see the tall figure of Captain Raymo…