Again he could have sworn the voice was a woman's voice.

As nearly as he could judge it came from dead ahead, out of the chaos of blackness, and in that direction he shouted an answer.

Then he ran out into the darkness, followed by Peter.

Another avalanche of wind gathered at their heels, driving them on like the crest of a flood.

In the first force of it Jolly Roger stumbled and fell to his knees, and in that moment he saw very faintly the glow of his light at the opening in the snow dune.