Egész az északi polusig!; A ki a szivét a homlokán hordja

A hapless Hungarian seaman finds himself accidentally omitted from a ship’s manifest during a grand northern banquet, and the crew’s attempts to share a meter‑long smoked sausage become a ridiculous arithmetic puzzle. As the vessel sails toward the frozen horizon, the forgotten sailor drifts into a bizarre sleep, leaving his family to claim a pension for a man presumed dead. The opening mixes slapstick bureaucracy with a playful glimpse of turn‑of‑the‑century travel.

Meanwhile, a dead‑tall goose retrieved in Quebec carries a bundle of tiny collodion strips that, when magnified, reveal a cryptic message written in an indecipherable Indo‑Eastern script. Scholars across continents scramble to translate the puzzling verses, sending the fragments on a whirlwind tour through academic societies in Calcutta, Mexico City, Saint‑Petersburg and Helsinki. Their earnest, often comical, efforts set the stage for an adventure that promises more riddles than revelations.