Although she wore no veil, Rupert thought that no bride could look lovelier and he knew that he was the most fortunate man alive.
So many of the men who had served with him were dead or had been wounded so severely they would be left crippled for the rest of their lives.
When the doctor had seen him this morning, he had said that Tania’s bandaging was perfection and he had no criticism to make about it.
Tania knew she had only followed instructions and she had watched closely the way Florence Nightingale had attended to the suffering men in the Scutari Hospital.
She did not even tell Rupert that she prayed while she treated him – and at night and at so many other times.
She believed that in answer to her prayers invisible healing came down from the skies.
His body responded to hers,
