Dillon will put you on your pins again in two to three
weeks, if you will only have patience and follow his counsels. Did
you get my note of last Wednesday? I was greatly troubled when I
heard of the accident.
I can imagine how tranquil and saintly you are with your leg in a
trough! It is deuced awkward, to be sure, just as we had promised
ourselves a glorious month together at the sea-side; but we must
make the best of it. It is unfortunate, too, that my father's
health renders it impossible for me to leave him. I think he has
much improved; the sea air is his native element; but he still
needs my arm to lean upon in his walks, and requires some one more
careful that a servant to look after him. I cannot come to you,
dear Jack, but I have hours of unemployed time on hand, and I will
write you a whole post-office full of letters, if that will divert
you. Heaven knows, I haven't anything to write about. It isn't as
if we were living at one of the beach houses; then I could do you
some character studies, and fill your imagination with groups of
sea-goddesses, with their (or somebody else's) raven and blonde
manes hanging down their shoulders. You should have Aphrodite in
morning wrapper, in evening costume, and in her prettiest bathing
suit. But we are far from all that here. We have rooms in a
farm-house, on a cross-road, two miles from the hotels, and lead
the quietest of lives.
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