I write to tell you of Forrester." Jeffreys gave a gasp for breath before he dare read on.
"The poor fellow has made a temporary rally, but the doctors by no means consider him out of danger.

Should he recover, which I fear is hardly probable, I grieve to say the injuries he has received would leave him a cripple for life.

There is an injury to the spine and partial paralysis, which, at the best, would necessitate his lying constantly on his back, and thus being dependent entirely on others.

If he can bear it, he is to be removed to his home in a day or two.

He has asked about you, and on my telling him that I was writing to you, said, `Tell him I know it was only an accident.' I am sure that this letter will grieve you; I wish I could say anything which will help you.