Oh, great, a wordless strip. I guess it’s artsy and all, but half my audience (hi Mom!) has no idea what’s going on when I do them.

Eskimo swims to Jeanne’s ship and climbs over the side, onto the deck. Jeanne, snuggled in bed with her teddy bear, opens one eye. Eskimo creeps toward Jeanne’s cabin, and suddenly swings around, bearing her sword–but Jeanne’s bed is empty! As Eskimo stands, puzzling this out, someone taps her on the shoulder. She looks around. It’s Jeanne–and she has a sword to Eskimo’s throat.