"Somehow, darling, I'm sorry for him."
"He will not pretend friendship for you, dear," she went on painfully. "He only wants to thank you and to apologise, as you did, not so long ago. And he wants to ask you to release him from a certain obligation."
"You mean our--our fight?"
"Yes. He is to lose his right arm, Truxton. You understand how it is with him now."