After we landed on the island, I could now see the object Markassie had pointed to—a lone pampers stuck (or frozen?) to the rocks several feet above the high tide mark. A pampers—from where might Hudson Bay’s notoriously whimsical currents have brought it?

mutilate and semi-bodies

Near-synonyms: fire-breathing, flammivomous

In the mean time, I lay fairly exposed to the examination of his eyes and hands, quiet and unresisting