“Oh!”
“Mr. Windham, I believe you told me once that your wife had an uncle named Alexander,” said Frank.
“Exactly; Alexander Price.”
“May I speak to your wife about Mr. Price?”
“Certainly.”
“What do you wish to know?” asked Mrs. Windham. “You may come in here if it is anything in particular.”
“Thank you, I will,” said our hero, and he followed Samuel Windham into the apartment. The wife of the young farmer was in bed, looking pale and worried.
“I am sorry to see you sick, Mrs. Windham,” began Frank.
“Yes; I’ve had a bad spell, but I am a little better now.”
“As I said before, I came to ask you about your uncle, Alexander Price.”