"He has contented himself with curing a sprained ankle by walking upon it, like my Christian scientist?"
"Now you fly to the other extreme—from the very great to the very little. Take a middle course."
"Where would that lead me?"
Valentine threw a glance round the dim, hot, scented little room, then once more his eyes rested on Julian and Cuckoo.
"What if I said—To this little room, to Julian and that girl, to myself?" he answered in a low voice.
"And the miracle?" said the doctor.
The door opened. Wade appeared with coffee.
CHAPTER III
THE HEALTH OF THE NEW YEAR
Valentine turned quickly, with an air of mingled irritation and relief at the interruption.