Kindly oblidge by finding a way so no more at present.

I am sir your obed't Serv't Corp Shiach." To his bewilderment, this produced no effect, though only because Tommy never got it, and he wrote again, more sternly, requesting his hero to find a way immediately.

He was waiting restlessly for the answer at a time when Elspeth called on Grizel to tell her of something beautiful that Tommy had done.

He had been very ill for nearly a fortnight, it appeared, but had kept it from her to save her anxiety.

"Just think, Grizel; all the time he was in bed with bronchitis he was writing me cheerful letters every other day pretending there was nothing the matter with him.