Chapter 1 I
PLAN A VOYAGEBy the bequest of an elder brother, I was left enough money to
see me through a small college in Ohio, and to secure me four years
in a medical school in the East. Why I chose medicine I hardly
know. Possibly the career of a surgeon attracted the adventurous
element in me. Perhaps, coming of a family of doctors, I merely
followed the line of least resistance. It may be, indirectly but
inevitably, that I might be on the yacht Ella on that terrible
night of August 12, more than a year ago.
I got through somehow. I played quarterback on the football
team, and made some money coaching. In summer I did whatever came
to hand, from chartering a sail-boat at a summer resort and taking
passengers, at so much a head, to checking up cucumbers in Indiana
for a Wes
