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valiant effort to remember who he was. As
dawning came to him, he sighed and now armed with who he
was, he set himself the task of discovering where he
was.
    His location was totally foreign and after
this proved impossible to recall, he gave it up and sank back
against his pillows and groaned.
    He was not allowed more than a short
respite.
    A man’s heavy thumping strides on the oak
flooring outside his door reverberated in his head. This no sooner
stopped and gave him relief when the loud damning thud of knocking
began, accompanied by the gleeful sound of a man much pleased with
himself. “Edward! Ed…I say, Ed! Are you awake ‘ole boy?”
    The door opened and a stream of daylight
poured through as the corridor outside his room opened onto a large
balcony overlooking the central hall and central staircase where
floor to ceiling windows allowed in the light.
    Jules walked in and said, “ What? Still
in bed? It is nearly noon.” He strode across the Oriental rug and
drew back the drapes with gusto.
    “ Bloody hell. If I don’t die in the
next few moments, I shall rise up and murder you!” Sir Edward
advised his friend.
    Jules laughed and Edward winced.
    “Got a headache, eh? Well, no wonder. You
would drink that brandy after all that ale you guzzled down. I
warned you. Look at me, fit and ready.”
    “ Fiend ! Devil’s minion. If I look at
you, it will be to get my hands around your throat. Now, have pity
on a dying man and allow him to do that one thing in peace.” Edward
returned hoarsely.
    For an answer to this, Jules flung back the
quilt with merry abandon and commanded, “Up I say! Want you
to bear me company to the Grange.” Then because Edward attempted to
escape once more with whatever cover he could find, he grappled
with him and yelled dramatically, “Edward…if ever I needed you, it is now! ”
    Sir Edward heard this and collapsed on his
back and groaned, “Zounds! He needs me.”
    Jules chuckled, “Come on, some toast and
coffee is what will set you to rights. The ride, the fresh air, all
of it will do you good.”
    “Ride? Fresh air? You aren’t worried about
anything doing me any good. You said you need me and before I
budge, you will explain.” Sir Edward said holding his head. He did
sit up a bit and made a valiant attempt to focus on his friends’
face.
    A knock sounded at the open door and Jules
said, “Ah…here it is. Come in lad.”
    The same servant Edward had just banished
appeared and haltingly entered the room.
    “Come on, no one shall bite you,” Jules said
on a chuckle.
    A tray was presented to Jules. He reached for
it and took a glass and nodded for his servant to leave. Turning
toward Edward who regarded him warily he shoved the glass at him
and said, “Here, drink this.”
    Edward eyed the glass of red liquid with
great misgiving. “What in thunder is that?”
    “Tomato juice and soda water. Do you
good.”
    “You seem determined to do me good this
morning,” Sir Edward returned dryly. He did indeed take the glass
from him and drank it down. It wasn’t the first time he had had a
similar concoction. This done, he made an inaudible sound and
sighed.
    “Edward ‘ole boy. Last night you talked about
Lethe’s Stream. Said you needed a bumper of it to make you forget
the Lady Babs. Said you couldn’t bear to think how easily you had
fooled yourself into thinking she might care for you.” Jules paused
a moment and his eyebrow went up. “Well, Lethe’s Stream is
only a fable and brandy didn’t really do the trick, did it?”
    Sir Edward eyed his friend ruefully. “Point?
Get to the point.”
    “Well, couldn’t help but notice ‘ole boy, it
wasn’t the girl you talked about so much, but the losing her to
someone else. Hurt your monumental pride.” Jules grinned, but took
a step back as Sir Edward glared at him. “Sorry my friend, but it
just seems to me you weren’t as taken with her as you say you
were.”
    “Really?”
    Jules laughed, “Don’t glint