"It is a common result of an accident of this kind," he said, "and need give you no special cause for anxiety. I have known two or three cases in which men who have completely recovered in other respects have never regained the memory of what immediately preceded the accident. That girl who was thrown in the Park a month ago, you remember--her horse ran away and threw her over the railings--although she got absolutely right, does not remember what she did that morning, or even the night before. And after all," he added, "it does not seem to me so very desirable that Mrs. Rendel should remember those two particular days she may have lost." Rendel gave an inward shudder. If he could but have forgotten them too! "They were full, as I understand, of anxiety and grief about her father's condition." "They were," said Rendel. "It would be much better if she did not remember them." "That's right, keep your heart up, then," said Morgan, all unconsciously; "and above all, no excitement for her, no anxiety, no irritation. Change of scene would be good for her, perhaps, and seeing one or two people. If I were you, I should take her to some German baths. On every ground I should think that would be the best thing for her." See people? Rendel felt, with the sense of having received a blow, what sort of aspect social intercourse presented to him now. But as the days went on Doctor Morgan insisted more strongly on the necessity that Rachel should go for a definite 'cure' somewhere, and recommended a special place, Bad-Schleppenheim. "Bad-Schleppenheim," he said, "is on the whole as good a place as you could go to." "But isn't it thronged with English people?" said Rendel. "Not unduly," said Morgan. "At any rate, I think it is worth trying." "I wonder if my wife would like it," said Rendel doubtfully. "I wouldn't tell her," said the doctor, "till it's all settled. That's the way to deal with wives, I assure you." And with a cheery laugh, Dr. Morgan, who had no wife, went out. CHAPTER XIX