"I shall if I like," he said, presently; and that was the last word.
And it was only when I came back, rather sadly, from the station that I remembered the doctor's words and found a meaning for them.
"Oh, what a fool I am!" I said.
[XI]
IN WHICH TOMMY IS IN PERIL
Tommy spent his Christmas in town, with a distant relative, for I had been called abroad upon a matter of business, and his Easter holidays, since I was still away, were passed in Camslove vicarage.
It was, therefore, a year before I saw Tommy again, and on an August morning I met him at the little station.
I think we were both glad to see each other, and I found Tommy a little longer, perhaps a little leaner, but as brown and ruddy as ever.