CHAPTER VIII
IN APPLE TIME
“Another basket of eggs, Mr. Cameron, and such delicious cream! I am deeply grieved to see you so nearly well.”
“Grieved?”
“For you will be leaving us of course.”
“Thanks, that is kind of you.”
“And there will be an end to eggs and cream. Ah! You are a lucky man.” And the trim, neat, bright-faced nurse shook her finger at him.
“So I have often remarked to myself these six weeks.”
“A friend is a great discovery and by these same tokens you have found one.”
“Truly, they have been more than kind.”