She turned away to reach for her tea, but not before I saw the sadness in her eyes. “Losing his eye in that battle, and in addition to that his RSM, almost destroyed him.” She laid her hand on my knee and leaned closer. “I’ll tell you something in the utmost confidence, my dear boy. Once I realised how things stood, I was rather hoping he might find Roddy again. The only time he seemed anything like his old self was when he spoke of him.”
“Thomas wrote to me from Africa, telling me he wanted to bring young Sayer home with him. You approve then?”
“It’s not the path I would have chosen for him, but then, I’mnot the one who will walk that path. Yes, Warrick, I do approve. Very heartily.” Her smile became impish, and I saw her son in her. “Roddy is an absolute delight. I’ll never forget the time he told me he wanted the doctor to see Thomas, because obviously the blow to his head was more severe than had been believed. All that, because Thomas told him he loved him.”