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[??] and the Doctor: the worked docks, the cold wind, the dangling merchandise, the pervading odor of [??], the gulls and the filth. "I hope you'll forgive my intrusion, Inspector, it seems awfully cold this morning, and there is no heat on board, your window is foamed and I figured you were warm in here. I do hope you don't mind if I stop and warm up for a few minutes." "I'd be delighted. You can pull that chair over there to the stove if you like. Just make yourself comfortable while I pour you a cup of coffee. What ship are you from?" "The Italia, she's lying at the wharf just beyond the Sykes Liver bow, she's a fine boat but she is all [??] this morning. I understand the temperature is 35o outdoors, and it must be 34o in my cabin." "They [underlined]have[end underlined] heat on board. I don't know why they don't turn it on? Do you take sugar. Doctor? "Just a little if you have it. Thanks. Life is beginning to thin me already. You're sure this isn't distracting you too much?" It's always a part of a familial here. Too much to do or too little. It's bread- and -water to-day - reduced rations. With all these ships in the port and all of them struggling to get full or get empty, we [??] showed up last night and only four this morning." "I can't understand that. When they walk out, day after to-morrow, there'll be hardship. I can't see how anybody could wish to anticipate the freeze and go home empty handed when they would get $10.00 an hour on overtime. And the gesture certainly helps nobody." "They figure that absenteeism gives them a better position to bargain from. Now, Doctor, I want to take down your name and address, please." "Do you really, Inspector? Why?" "I'm going to say something to you, Doctor, and I don't want you to think I'm doing it to say something bad. You're a passenger