33/38 We'll call it a misunderstanding and forget it. But I would suggest that civility is not wasted even on a poor devil of a defaulting private soldier.' Once in Macgillivray's car, I poured out my tale. 'Tell me it's a nightmare,' I cried. 'Tell me that the three men we collected on the Ruff were shot long ago.' 'Two,' he replied, 'but one escaped. Heaven knows how he managed it, but he disappeared clean out of the world.' 'The plump one who lisped in his speech ?' Macgillivray nodded. |