He clung to me in those first hard days when he was trying to realise that Dick's death was not the thing of yesterday that it seemed to him.

It was all very hard for him.

I helped him all I could.

When his sister came it was easier for him, because it seemed to him only the other day that he had seen her last.

Fortunately she had not changed much, and that helped him, too." "It is all so strange and wonderful, Leslie.