8.2: De Kehre
Two days later, and there has still been no sign of Masongill. Unlike breakfast, which the Chairman organises, evening meals in the Potting Shed are left up to everyone individually to prepare as they like in the large shared kitchen, a bit like self service in a youth hostel. Lottie, pTravis and Masongill have fallen into the habit of cooking together though Masongill seems to do more than is strictly his fair share. So pTravis has said he will do it this evening, a bit later than the main rush. When he arrives, he finds Lottie, alone, sitting at an empty table struggling with a book. “What’s that?” “ Mind and World by John McDowell. I hate it. Or rather, I don’t understand a word of it.” “Why are you reading it?” “Well, I thought about whether, if one of the trees fell down and in the wood and we hadn’t seen and heard it, that it made sense to say it made a sound or whether sounds are just our experiences.” “You’re still thinking about that tree?” “Anyway, I ment...
