Maiden Voyage

"Curruthers," I asked, while my faithful manservant dressed me for the Captain's table, "What happened to my older brother?"

"My Lord," he replied, "You didn't wish to know in 1905."

"Missing seven years, declared deceased, his title and wealth mine. I'm curious."

"Sir, knowing your family's unshakable belief in the Occult, he was poisoned, stabbed and shot; his head severed from his body; cremated and every speck of dust collected and buried deep inside a Greenland glacier."

"Excellent."

"That's why we sail for America on the most advanced ship in the world. Even his diabolical spirit cannot harm the unsinkable."