i only wish to be told where i am . finally , nearly at the very back of the drawer , i found jims address , scribbled on a tiny scrap of paper . i suppose that depends upon the human does it not ? seeing nothing to concern me i slip my left hand further through the gap followed by my head . i expect to be able to trust you . peasants are not allowed to run on the street ? yes , i guess so , '' seth answered , as if from another world . 