'Twas improperly set in the first place, and it's not doing well now.

In fact, I'm told on pretty good authority that the doctor says he probably will never use it again." "Oh, by George! Calderwell!" "Yes.

Tough, isn't it?
'Specially when you think of his work, and know--as I happen to--that he's particularly dependent on his right hand for everything.

He doesn't tell this generally, and I understand Billy and the family know nothing of it--how hopeless the case is, I mean.
Well, naturally, the poor fellow has been pretty thoroughly discouraged, and to get away from himself he's gone back to his old Bohemian habits, spending much of his time with some of his old cronies that are none too good for him--Seaver, for instance." "Bob Seaver?
Yes, I know him." Arkwright's lips snapped together crisply.
"Yes.

He said he knew you.