A dramatic episode, such as is so often acted upon the stage, or described in novels, followed, and, by degrees, the small audience caught from words dropped by the men, that they were brothers, who had long been separated, and had been searching for each other.
When the excitement attending the discovery had in a measure subsided, the brothers walked down toward the spring, where, seating themselves on a moss-grown stone, George Waters told his brother of joining Monmouth's army, of being arrested and sold as a slave in Virginia, and of his escape and long perilous flight to New England.
"Where have you been since you were here, Harry?"
"I was a captive among the Indians for a few months, was liberated by some French Jesuits and went to France and thence to England, hoping to see you. I was several weeks at our old home near Stockton. Then I came back to America and have been in New York trading in furs."
A silence of several moments followed. George, whose soul seemed stirred with some deep emotions, asked:
"Harry, while in England, in Stockton, did you see her?"
Harry knew to whom he referred, and he answered:
"No."
"Where is she?"
"I know not."