For two months it was touch and go whether I was a cripple for life; and I was another four months on my back." "By Jove!" said Lord Crosland with profound sympathy.
"Ah, but it was when I began to mend that my troubles began.

There were no letters for me--not a letter.

Just think of it! I knew that Pamela must be wanting me; and there I lay a helpless log.

I was sure that she had written; and, knowing my stepmother, I was sure that I should never see the letters.

I sent for her, and asked for them.