A boy got caned last night,
and blubbered like a baby before he went in.
I send my love to granny, and all of you. Roy
expects Rob's letter every day.
"Your loving nephew
"DUDLEY.
"P.S. Hunter says our cake has made his
mouth water for the next."
XVII
ROY'S BIG OPPORTUNITY
"Roy, Mrs. Hawthorn wants you. She has got some letters for you."
Dudley came up excitedly to Roy, directly after dinner was over one
Saturday afternoon.
"And I say," he continued; "bring them out and let us go down to the
beach to read them together. The tide will be out till the evening."
Roy hastened off, and wondered at Mrs. Hawthorn's grave look.
"Your aunt has sent me some letters to give you, Roy. She has only just
received them herself. They are about your friend in India."
"From Rob?" said Roy, with sparkling eyes. "Oh, I thought he never would
write. How jolly! And I see his writing, that's my letter."
He held out his hand eagerly but Mrs. Hawthorn laid her hand on his
shoulder gently.
"Yes, that was a letter he wrote to you before the fighting. Your aunt
has heard since--from a nurse who nursed him."
Something in her tone frightened Roy.
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