TITANIC: A STORY TOLD
Chapter Fourteen
Jack and Fabrizio walked down a narrow
corridor with doors lining both sides like a college dorm. There was total
confusion as people argued over luggage in several languages, or wandered in
confusion in the labyrinth. They passed emigrants studying the signs over the
doors, and looking up the words in phrase books.
They found their berth. It was a modest
cubicle, painted enamel white, with four bunks. There were exposed pipes
overhead. The other two guys were already there: Olaus and Bjorn Gundersen.
Jack threw his kit on one open bunk, while
Fabrizio took the other.
Bjorn spoke to his cousin in Swedish.
"Where is Sven?"