Lion, Tiger, Bear | 361 These two crystals are damaged. Theyll need replacement, said Gerlach. Plenty in the storage compartment. The Luftwaffe boys may be new to metaphysics, but they didnt skimp on spare parts. Walter, have you met our distinguished guests before? asked Porsche. I saw them at a distance with Himmler once at Farben. Well win the war with their help. Can it be fixed? asked Shafer worriedly. Porsche snapped: Leave the clock repair to the expert. My hobby in younger days. Bernie stood by the chart table. Change of plan. ‘Theres gotta be a tunnel to America, east coast. Bea ran in and sat at the yoke. Right. Ive got the directions out of here to Allied territory. On my mark, we make way through that tunnel over there to port. Third one up. How do you know that? asked Bernie. Mark! Bea accelerated, the astrolabe rings and arrows moving. T won a round of Manila with the twit twins, mmm, so to speak. Alice exclaimed: You what? The dials and zodiacs on the Tellus began to move. Were trying to fix this thing, Beatrice, said Porsche. Youre making the Glockenspiel unhappy. Never you mind that. I know the way to Ireland. Bernie slammed a palm on the world map. Ireland? No dice.Thats McMasters bullshit fallback plan. Were going to the Bahamas, a secret U.S. Naval base near the Tongue of the Ocean. Dont needle me on this, Bea. Hell with that. Bea put the ship into the new tunnel after crashing through a cascading waterfall. Darkness enveloped them, the water splashing off the electro-bubble. The tunnels going deeper, said Alice after a few minutes travel. Ten degrees down angle on the bow. I sure hope you know what youre doing, snapped Bernie. Shafer added: As do I. After three hours of flight at 400 kph, another dot of light lay ahead. The ship finally emerged into a vast cavern of dark green ice with white mineral veins marbled throughout. Mountains loomed, and switchback rivers plied their trade below. Patches of fog lay everywhere.