I said I would.
He has asked me twice, seven months apart, whether I would tell him the truth to his face — and both times he had to ask, which is the whole answer.
ITEM 12. THE OUTCOME.
He is still at Sallow Lane. That is the part I was wrong about and I am glad to be.
Somebody comes in four mornings a week. His granddaughter came down from Prescott in the November and has been twice since.
He cannot drive, which he had stopped doing anyway, and there is an arrangement about the money that I do not know the details of.
He is all right. He is better than he was, because somebody is doing the end of his sentences for him now and he is less frightened.
He has never once said anything to me about the courtroom.
Not a word, in fourteen months. He makes the tea on a Thursday and we talk about his granddaughter.
