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Updated: May 12, 2025
"I have not been able to hear a word about my brother. I am so sorry for poor Helen, too. They were only engaged, you know, a few days before he left for the front this last time." Captain Griffiths nodded sympathetically. "I never met Major Felstead," he remarked, "but every one who has seems to like him very much. He was doing so well, too, up to that last unfortunate affair, wasn't he?"
Felstead patted his sister on the cheek, drew her face down to his and kissed her. "It's so wonderful to be at home!" he exclaimed apologetically. "But I must warn you that I am the rabidest person alive. I went out to the war with a certain amount of respect for the Germans. I have come back loathing them like vermin. I spent but I won't go on."
The man moved noiselessly about the room and returned once more to his mistress. "We should be glad to hear, your ladyship," he said, "if there is any news of Major Felstead?" Philippa shook her head. "None at all, I am sorry to say, Mills! Still, we must hope for the best. I dare say that some of these camps are not so bad as we imagine."
How he got the influence, too, I can't imagine. And oh! I knew there was something else I was going to ask you girls," Felstead went on. "Have you ever had a letter, or rather a letter each, uncensored? Just a line or two? I think I mentioned Maderstrom which I should not have been allowed to do in the ordinary prison letters."
"The postmark," Philippa repeated, a little doubtfully. "You heard what Dick asked, Helen? The postmark?" "I don't think there was one," Helen replied, glancing anxiously at Philippa. Felstead set down his glass. "No postmark? You mean no foreign postmark, I suppose? They were posted in England, eh?" Philippa shook her head. "They came to us, Dick," she said, "by hand."
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