"You have a message for me?"
She whispered, "Yes; it's about the child."
"What is it?" His voice was eager.
"I've found him."
"Oh, I'm so glad! I've longed so to find him and do what was right by him. You know, don't you?" All this was spoken so low that but few could make out the words.
"Yes, I know. I know you love him."
"Where is he, Felicia?"
"He's in this city. I shall bring him to you. Then we'll be so happy, all three of us—you and I and our dear son!"
Payson's voice rang out sharply in an angry exclamation:
"It's all a damned fraud!" he cried. "This is not a spirit at all!" He took a step forward.