Jove!" he went on, as he drank his wine, "I never thought I should be such a pig as to care so much for eating and drinking!" "And think what weeks of it you have before you ?" Helen explained, clapping her hands.

"Philippa and I will have a new interest in life--to make you fat." He laughed.
"It won't be very difficult," he promised them.

"I had several months of semi-starvation before the miracle happened.

It was all just the chance of having had a pal up at Magdalen who's been serving in the German Army--Bertram Maderstrom was his name.

You remember him, Philippa?
He was a Swede in those days." "What a dear he must have been to have remembered and to have been so faithful!" Philippa observed, looking away for a moment.
"He's a real good sort," Felstead declared enthusiastically, "although Heaven knows why he's turned German! He worked like a slave for me.