Have you got any sandwiches?” said Ringo.

I apologised and said that I didn’t.

“Not any cheese and pickle?”

I shook my head.

I asked how they came to be on the boat to Hades.

“Got any sandwiches?” said John, raising his voice as if I were hard of hearing.

They exchanged glances and rolled their eyes.

It was funny, I said, all four of them here at once.

Paul leaned forward and said slowly, “Do… you… have… any… sandwiches?”

I said that I hadn’t packed any sandwiches.

I looked away and out over the sea. There was no sound at all.

“You don’t, by any chance, have any sandwiches, do you?” said George.

Not saying anything, I walked further along the deck. When I was fifty or so paces away, I looked back. They sat there staring at me.