“What does Theed say?”
“What can he say? He has declared that before you started everything was perfectly in order.”
“Has Teddy examined the bus?”
“I think so, but he’s entirely mystified—just as we all are,” said my well-beloved. “Dad and mother are dreadfully worried about you.”
“Thanks,” I replied. “I’ll be all right soon—but I’m stiff—jolly stiff, I can tell you!”
“That doesn’t matter,” said the nurse cheerily. “No bones are broken, and Doctor Walford has said that you’ll be up again very soon.”
“Well—thanks for that,” I replied with a smile. “My chief desire at the present moment is to know why my machine failed. Yet I suppose I ought to be thankful to Providence that I wasn’t killed—eh?”
“Yes, Claude, you ought. Your smash was a very bad one indeed.”
“Has the guv’nor been here?”
“Every day. But of course you’ve been under Doctor Walford, and he’s not allowed anyone to see you.”