"Well, Felicia says she has found the child—child, the one that was lost. Do you understand?"
"Yes, yes. Go on!"
"Really, I don't like to tell you this, Mr. Payson—"
"Tell anything."
Madam Spoll dropped her voice, as if fearful of being overheard. "You was in love with her.
"Yes." He eyed her glassily.
"And you was the father of the child?"
He nodded, still staring.
Madam Spoll smiled complacently. "Well, Felicia says she has found the boy, and she's going to bring him to you as soon as conditions are favorable. She can't do it yet; the time ain't come for it. That's all I can get from her. But Luella says you're worried about a book, and she wants to help you."
"How can she help?"