“What are your plans now?” Edie asked after they had gained the slightly wider track from the top of the cliffs back down to the camp. “Will you move us?”
Jones had been pondering the same thing, the coat notwithstanding. “I’m not sure,” she said. “It’s good to have found the place, finally. And it’s good that we looked inside.” She paused. “But I’m not certain I want to start a project there when we haven’t looked at what my father was working on nearer to Leh. He wouldn’t let me help him. I think I would like to finish what he started there, before starting to document another site. Do you think that sounds sensible?”
Edie nodded. “Yes, I do. And the weather will change before too long. You won’t have the time to do things properly before the monsoon sets in, I don’t think?”
“So long
