My brain seems to be all right now, but my memory is very shaky.

However, I hope that will be all right, too, by the time we arrive in England." The presence of the colonel was indeed a great comfort to Lisle.
The latter looked after him as a father might have done, placed his chair in the coolest spot to be found and, by relating to the other passengers the service by which Lisle had won the V.C., ensured their sympathy and kindness.
By the time the voyage was over, Lisle felt himself again.

His brain had gradually cleared, and he could again remember the events of his life.

He stayed three or four days at the hotel in London where the colonel put up; and then went down into the country, in response to an invitation from his aunt, which had been sent off as soon as she received a letter from him, announcing his arrival in England.

His uncle's place was a quiet parsonage in Somersetshire, and the rest and quiet did him an immense deal of good.
At the end of three months' stay there, he left to see something of London and England, and travelled about for some months.
When the year was nearly up, and he was making his preparations to return to India, he received a summons to attend at the War Office.
Wondering greatly what its purport could be, he called upon the adjutant general.
"How are you feeling, Mr.Bullen ?" the latter asked.
"Perfectly well, sir, as well as I ever felt in my life." "We are sending a few officers to aid Colonel Willcocks in effecting the relief of the party now besieged in Coomassie.