12. The Other Side of the Wall
ehead in his hands.
quot;Good God! Yes,quot; ;I slept for I staggered out of my me.quot;
quot;t is explanation enougself,quot; said Mr. Carmic;;
Carrisford shook his drooping head.
quot;And o consciousness poor Creo remember not remember to recall ence everyt of ;
opped a moment and rubbed ;It sometimes seems so noo remember. Surely I must sometime to. Dont you t;
quot; not definitely. You never seem even to ;
quot;o call name ed. tle Missus. But tc of our alked of not--I forgot. And now I s;
quot;Come, come,quot; said Carmic;e s. e inue to searcured Russians. So take t as a clue. I o Mosco;
quot;If I o travel, I ; said Carrisford; quot;but I can only sit are at to it I seem to see Cre me. ion. Sometimes I dream of nigands before me and asks tion in words. Can you guess w ;
Mr. Carmicher low voice.
quot;Not exactly,quot; he said.
quot;om, old man--tom--; at Carmico it. quot;I must be able to ans; ;o find ;
On tting in talking to Melc for his evening meal.
quot;It o be a princess today, Melc; s;It gets reets get more sloppy. my muddy skirt as I passed of someto say all in a flas stopped myself in time. You cant sneer back at people like t- -if you are a princess. But you o bite your tongue to mine. It ernoon, Melcs a cold nig;
Quite suddenly s en did when she was alone.
quot;O; s;ime it seems since I tle Missus!quot;
t day on bothe wall.