Here she was only regarded as a kind Englishwoman, unwearied in her efforts to alleviate suffering, mental and bodily.
And meantime, silence, a wall of silence as regarded England--England which she was beginning to look upon as the paradise from which she had been chased.

Not a word had come through from Rossiter, from Honoria, Bertie Adams, or any of her Suffrage friends.

I can supply briefly what she did not know.
Rossiter at the very outbreak of War had offered his services as one deeply versed in anatomy and in physiology to the Army Medical Service, and especially to a great person at the War Office; but had been told quite cavalierly that they had no need of him.

As he persisted, he had been asked--in the hope that it might get rid of him--to go over to the United States in company with a writer of comic stories, a retired actor and a music-hall singer, and lecture on the causes of the War in the hope of bringing America in.

This he had declined to do, and being rich and happening to know personally General Armstrong (Honoria's husband) he had been allowed to accompany him to the vicinity of the front and there put his theories of grafting flesh and bone to the test; with the ultimate results that his work became of enormous beneficial importance and he was given rank in the R.A.M.C.