Chapter XIX
"Dearest Claire," wrote Judy.
"Every moment that I spend here in this lovely place, I say to myself, 'You have Claire to thank for this.' I know now how cleverly you managed it all. A hint here, a word there. And I know that you never intended to let Eric come, even if he could have arranged it. That was merely to satisfy the family. Oh, I know your little ways!
"As for your old Stephen, I adore him. And he's really making a wonderful recovery. I'll bring him back to you, Claire. My one object in life now is to help to bring you and him together again.
"I wonder if you've seen Major Crosby again? I do hope you have, for I feel you'd be so good for him, and it's absurd for him to be so out of touch with things. I know you like him and I'm very glad, for I like him, and I know Noel does too. I don't suppose for a moment that he'll ever be anything but poor. Even if his book should prove to be a classic, it would never bring