CHAPTER SEVENLord Templeton was aware of someone talking.
He had known for quite some time that someone was near him.
Now he knew that the strange sound he thought that he had heard as well as the vibrations which seemed to come to his body had been someone’s voice.
He thought that it was all very odd.
Yet in jerks, long pauses and then that voice again, it came to him in a peculiar way that seemed to become more and more coherent through the endless fog that was enveloping him.
Then he was aware that someone was saying,
“We will be in Gibraltar in a day or two and I am so afraid, so very very afraid that the doctor will insist on you having a nurse. I so want to nurse you myself and now I share it with Newman it is quite easy for both of us to sleep for a little while and then come
