“Doctor—my husband.”
“Madam!” said Doctor Gainsworth. He had been Mrs. Bogardus's family physician for many years.
“My husband,” she repeated.
The doctor appeared to accept the statement. As the three approached the bed Mrs. Bogardus leaned heavily upon her son. Paul released his arm and placed it firmly around her. He felt her shudder. “Mother,” he said to her with an indescribable accent that tore her heart.
The doctor began his examination. He addressed his patient as “Mr. Bogardus.”
“Mistake,” said a low, husky voice from the bed. “This ain't the man.”
Doctor Gainsworth pursued his investigations. “What is your name?” he asked the patient suddenly.
The hunted eyes turned with ghastly appeal upon the faces around him.
“Paul, speak to him! Own your father,” Mrs. Bogardus whispered passionately.
“It is for him to speak now,” said Paul. “When he is well, Doctor,” he added aloud, “he will know his own name.”