He observed her steadily for a moment. “I was terribly hard hit,” he wrote.
“It—affected—your—hearing—too?”
“It even affected my heart.”
“Will—these—both—improve?”
“It depends on just one person.”
She gave him a smile full of cheer. “Doctors—do—wonderful—things—these—days. Is—this—one—homeopathic?”
“No, magnetic—awfully.” His grey eyes searched hers again. “Would you advise me to hope?”
“Oh—yes! Just—hope—has—wrought marvels.” Her face shone with earnestness.
“Bless you. But you don’t know that this is all the result of my own wickedness.”
“You—have—been—more—than—punished—then.”