"Captain Royal!" exclaimed Evangeline Todd. "That isn't his name! I thought you said he might be my brother."
"That is the name he has been using," explained Frank. "How is he this morning, nurse?"
"There isn't much change in his condition. The doctor says it is a strange case. But, I'm afraid—"
"Isn't he going to live?" asked Miss Todd sharply.
Fenton Hardy soothed her anxiety.
"Now, Miss Todd, try to calm yourself. We must be very quiet, you know. This man is very, very sick."
The lady heeded his advice. During the rest of their journey down the long corridor she talked only in whispers. At length they reached the door of a private room. The nurse knocked. The boys heard the doctor's voice, saying, "Come!"
The nurse held open the door and they entered a spacious private room, spotlessly clean and well-lighted. Lying on the bed was Captain Royal, with a white bandage around his head.
Evangeline Todd looked at the man wildly, then rushed to the bedside.
"My brother!" she cried. "It's my brother, Todham!"