[Number Seventeen by Louis Tracy]@TWC D-Link bookNumber Seventeen CHAPTER XII 6/26
I saw that we were following the London road, and it oppressed me like a dreadful sort of nightmare to be speeding through a familiar district, a countryside dotted with the houses and estates of personal friends, and be unable to stir or utter a sound.
It seemed to be almost stupid to see policemen in the streets of Tunbridge Wells, one of whom gazed into our car sharply, because, I suppose, we were traveling rather fast, and feel that no one could begin to guess at my predicament.
You all appreciate the fact, of course, that I knew nothing whatever of any quarrel between my husband and a faction in China ?" "Your husband adopted the policy of the ostrich, Helena," said Forbes, grimly.
"It may or may not be a fable as regards ostriches--I don't know enough about them to feel certain, but it is unquestionably too often true of mankind.
I believed my head was hidden and imagined the remainder of my body was safe in consequence.
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