The door stood open now, and she looked right into the room.
And this is what she saw: Wallie Hine was sitting at the table.

About him the carpet was strewn with crumpled pieces of paper.

There was quite a number of them littered around his chair.

He was writing, or rather, trying to write.

For Archie Parminter leaning over the back of the chair held his hand and guided it.
Captain Barstow stood looking intently on, but of her father there was no sign.