Sorry about that. It's hard to type with these bandages on my hands.

Winston, be a good chap and let me know what you find in London, would you?

I'm being invalided out tomorrow ack emma. I'll be deplaned in Italy, and I've convinced The Powers That Be to let me recover in Majorca -- at my expense, of course. They argued, but found in oh so hard to deny anything to a Wounded Hero, what with the political situation as it is and all.

I could be in Spain by tomorrow evening; I'll be at my Uncle's place. I think you know where it is.

Still weak, but quickly getting better. Sergeant Tavish will be with me, it was the only way I could convince the Colonel.

My God! That poor girl!