Don’t talk foolishness,’ she said and stood up. ‘I have to go and cook, my father will be home soon.’ Below him I could see thousands of feet of open face falling into the eastern glacier bay. I watched him quite dispassionately. I couldn’t help him, and it occurred to me that in all likelihood he would fall to his death. I wasn’t disturbed by the 70 thought. In a way I hoped he would fall. I knew I couldn’t leave him while he was still fighting for it, but I had no idea how I might help him. I could get down. If I tried to get him down I might die with him. It didn’t frighten me. It just seemed a waste. It would be pointless. I kept staring at him, expecting him to fall … The Explorer’s Daughter by Kari Herbert, reproduced by permission Penguin Classic—Aitken Alexander Associates Ltd

He helped her on with her coat which he had fetched when it was time to go, a modest, everyday coat, a commonplace coat violently at odds with the elegance of her dress. It brought her down to earth, and she would have preferred to slip away quietly and avoid being noticed by the other women who were being arrayed in rich furs. But Loisel grabbed her by the arm: ‘Wait a sec. You’ll catch cold outside. I’ll go and get a cab.’ 120

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deliver the people from the terror that reigns over them.” Dinarzade replied that she would do with pleasure what her sister wished. He and his wife spent their honeymoon flying the helicopter from Alaska to Chile. The 16,000-mile trip took three months.

The signals from the aircraft were deciphered by Falmouth* coastguard and passed on to the rescue coordination centre at RAF Kinloss in Scotland.But Ms Vestey claimed she did not know what the pair were up to, describing them as “boys messing about with a helicopter”. The narwhal rarely stray from High Arctic waters, escaping only to the slightly more temperate waters towards the Arctic Circle in the dead of winter, but never entering the warmer southern seas. In summer the hunters of Thule are fortunate to witness the annual return of the narwhal to the Inglefield Fjord, on the side of which we now sat.