“He sat for it before he was married. But where is this boy?”
“Living at a little town out in New Jersey. He wants to find his father.”
“How comes it he isn’t dead?” the old lady wanted to know.
Sydney told the story of Miles Harding as he had heard it from Rex.
“Do you know why he was compelled to give up the child?” he added.
“Poverty, I suppose. You know he was very sick once, and he lost everything. That was what unsettled his reason. But to think he should have given out that the child was dead!”
“Did you ever hear him speak of the Morriseys?”
“No, I never heard the name before. But I should like to see this boy. Does he know that his father is living?”
“No, not yet; you see I did not hear of it until tonight. But I must not stay longer. My brothers are waiting for me in the carriage. We must arrange what we are going to do.”
“I don’t know what to say. The boy ought to have his rights. Can’t we fix it all quietly some way? I don’t think you meant to do wrong.”