With great difficulty, for the hurt to his side made it hard for him to use his arm, he wrote the telegram and gave it to Sister Elizabeth to send, remarking that he would pay the cost as soon as he could draw some money.
"That won't matter," she replied as she took the cable.

Then with an odd look at him she went away as though to arrange for its despatch.
After she had gone, two orderlies helped Godfrey downstairs to sit on the broad verandah of the hospital.

Here still stood many of the little tables which used to serve for pleasant tea-parties when the building was an hotel in the days before the war.

On these lay some old English newspapers.

Godfrey picked up one of them with his left hand, and began to read idly enough.