ever thought of him when Captain Jim brought Dick—George, I should say—home. Of course, we all thought Dick had changed considerable—he’d got so lumpish and fat. But we put that down to what had happened to him, and no doubt that was the reason, for, as I’ve said, George wasn’t fat to begin with either. And there was no other way we could have guessed, for the man’s senses were clean gone. I can’t see that it is any wonder we were all deceived. But it’s a staggering thing. And Leslie has sacrificed the best years of her life to nursing a man who hadn’t any claim on her! Oh, drat the men! No matter what they do, it’s the wrong thing. And no matter who they are, it’s somebody they shouldn’t be. They do exasperate me.”
“Gilbert and Captain Jim are men, and it is through them that the truth has been discovered at last,” said Anne.
“Well, I admit that,” conceded Miss Cornelia reluctantly. “I’m sorry I raked the doctor off so. It’s the first time in my life I’ve ever felt ashamed of anything I said to a man. I don’t know as I shall tell him so, though. He’ll just have to take it for granted. Well, Anne, dearie, it’s a mercy the Lord doesn’t answer all our prayers. I’ve been praying hard right along that the operation wouldn’t cure Dick. Of course I didn’t put it just quite so plain. But that was what was in the back of my mind, and I have no doubt the Lord knew it.”
