“We will be there long before Charles is,” Isa said aloud.
“Yes, of course,” Lord Lanwood replied. “It will give us chance to see that he is in the best possible room so that he gets all the sunshine.”
He looked a little thoughtful before he added,
“I am afraid that it will be a little while before he is well enough to go out into the garden.”
“It might be quicker than you think, my Lord. I am very sure that the terrible atmosphere in the ghastly place he was imprisoned in, where there was hardly a breath of fresh air, must have prevented him regaining his strength after that appalling wound.”
“It must have been intolerable for him, but we want him to forget it, Isa, and so the less we talk about it the better.”
There was silence for a moment.
Then Lord Lanwood continued,
“One thin
