\" he began slowly, \"there comes a moment when the brain seems to slip its cogs, and you become conscious of a great weariness. It is a sort of warning signal, I suppose, and I always heed it at once. Generally I take a little walk in the grounds. Sometimes just a few minutes' relaxation is enough to restore me.\"
\"I expect this habit of yours is well known,\" suggested Mme. Storey.
\"No doubt. No doubt,\" he said. \"There
\" he began slowly, \"there comes a moment when the brain seems to slip its cogs, and you become conscious of a great weariness. It is a sort of warning signal, I suppose, and I always heed it at once. Generally I take a little walk in the grounds. Sometimes just a few minutes' relaxation is enough to restore me.\"
\"I expect this habit of yours is well known,\" suggested Mme. Storey.
\"No doubt. No doubt,\" he said. \"There
