"Well, we went down to see Dr. Parker, last Saturday."
"What did he say?"
"That I'm doing as well as could be expected."
"What else? I know there's something good; you show it all over."
Billy tried to draw down his face, failed, gave up the effort, and laughed instead.
"'Tis good, Ted. I told them not to tell you, for I wanted the fun of it. He says I can plan to enter college, a year from this fall; he says in three months I can walk as far as my crutches will take me, and he says in a few years I'll be as well as ever. Isn't it fine? Why, Ted, what's the matter?"
"Nothing; only I'm a goose." And Theodora looked up, her eyes shining with happy tears. "You know I'm glad, Billy; only I don't know how to say it straight."
"That's all right, Ted. It sort of took my own breath away at first. I couldn't wait to tell you, for you've been the best friend I've had. You've pulled me through lots of bad places."
Theodora's face was very gentle; but she laughed.
"The chair runs easily, Billy. It didn't take much pulling."