59/71 and my hand began again to slip. The Feldscher also began to feel the strain. He apologised; I could see the sweat pouring down his face: "A very big man'" he said. I felt perhaps as though I were on one of those railways that I have seen in London at a fair when the ground shakes and quivers beneath you. It really would not have surprised me had the earth suddenly yawned and swallowed me. |