Chapter Three
The following day was a curious repeat of the previous one. The three men checked the boat again, working on the engine, trying the radio, finding no solution to the engine failure and unable to raise anyone off Marquis Island. In the midst of their frustration, Archibald Devane suddenly appeared on the beach. He stood for some moments appraising the weary group, then stepped forward.
“Perhaps I could help.”
“We’ve had engine failure,” Erik told him dourly. “You’d said you had a radio. Since ours isn’t working, we’ll need yours to contact help.”
“Certainly. Though, I could tinker with the engine, if you like?”
“No,” Matthew stepped forward. “This baby is sensitive, I think I know the part we need. If we could just use your radio.”
Devane nodded. “We can try this aftern
