It was difficult to talk as well as keep up with the pace set by Morgan. I found I could still worry, though. Eventually I said, “What are we going to do without the Polaris and all our stuff? We won’t get it back, will we?” “No. It’s no use to him because I’ve got both keys, so my guess is he’ll take a small part out of the engine to stop it working and move the trailer. I reckon we’ll have to cross it off for now.” I went on worrying. As it became clear we were not heading for Bézier, Archie stopped, his hand on Morgan’s arm. “Will you come with me to move Eddie?” Morgan shook his head. “Sorry. Right now Eddie’s welfare’s pretty low on my list of priorities.” He started walking again. Archie hurried to catch up with him. “He’ll die if he’s left there much longer.” I said, “Where are we going?” “To the chemist to get all the earplugs they’ve got before Mike does.” “After that, then?” Archie looked distressed, and I could see why. I too was unhappy at the thought of a human being lying helpless in the freezing cold, succumbing to frostbite and hypothermia, dying alone.
