The old man drew his hand across her neck below the ear.
You are right, child. The mole is not there. You are not Amy. Where is she? and where is Drake?
At this moment the door opened, and Drake appeared. He was embarrassed at finding Cora there, and was at a loss what to say. But Cahoonshee knew him.
My eyes are not mistaken now. This is my boy Drake.
Yes, father, I have come to stay with you.
Cahoonshee looked at Cora.
Who is this lady if it is not Amy? It must be her spirit.
Drake then related the incidents of the day and who Cora was, the similarity between the two girls, and the mistakes that had been made in taking one girl for the other, and the meeting of Amy and her lover, Walter Wallace, on the island, and that they were together now.
Cahoonshee grew stronger, and raised up in bed.