CHAPTER XXII.
CROSSING THE LINE.
"Let us lapse back again," said Lady Muriel. "Take another cup of tea? I hope that's sound common sense?"
"And all that strange adventure," I thought, "has occupied the space of a single comma in Lady Muriel's speech! A single comma, for which grammarians tell us to 'count one'!" (I felt no doubt that the Professor had kindly put back the time for me, to the exact point at which I had gone to sleep.)
When, a few minutes afterwards, we left the house, Arthur's first remark was certainly a
