IX
To the seclusion of this mountain fastness, Bassett brought the unconscious Richard, laid him in a bunk (bunk! how appropriate!) surrounded him with a Gillette razor, an Ingersoll watch, an Arrow collar, a can of Campbell’s soup, and a Ford car. He watched narrowly.
The sleeping man awoke.
His eyes fell upon the old familiar things.
He started—“I remember”—stopped.
Bassett cranked him again.
“What do you remember?”
“I remember, I remember the house where I was born, the little window where the sun came peeping in at morn.”
“What is your name?” said Louis quietly.
“My name is——”
(To be continued.)