She is not allowed to be with any boys until her grades improve. I put a clean uniform out for her by the door every day and she’s required to chang... right there in the hallway the instant she gets home. Then it’s straight to work. We keep a desk in the living room with her books and a copy of her syllabi so that I can make sure that she does all of her work. She’s required to spend at least three hours a day studying, including weekends. This increases to four hours during midterms and finals.. She's fine. You got to her in time and she's fine. Just relax for a bit and I'll get this straightened out and then we'll go see her together."I relaxed with that. If George said she was ok, I'd wait.Shortly after that, another man came in. He was wearing a suit instead of medical whites like the nurses and the orderly I'd seen.When he came in he started to order George to leave the hospital at once or he'd be arrested for trespass and assault.George said, "That's fine with me. I'll be taking. Just as she doubted that she could go any further, she saw before and far away beneath her the plains of that Southern land where she was to spend the next few months. It looked like Paradise to the poor tortured Princess, a plain covered with lakes and trees, through which she must pass in order to reach the southern tip of the country below, her ultimate destination.The descent was in many ways more of a trial than that long climb which she had barely been able to complete. One compensation. Iris and I were reclining in sun chairs, secluded by shrubs and flowers. Here within the grounds of Carlton Manor life felt far from the madness of war. After my reunion with Guy earlier, the lads had both jaunted off to join a cricket match down in the village. Now we could chat about Guy’s expectations of working at the manor. I found Iris an attractive woman with fair bubbly hair and hazel eyes that sparkled while she spoke. Her voice had unmistakable breeding and the woollen jumper she wore.