“You haven’t told us your name yet,” Mrs. Holloway reminded him.
“Jacques,” he answered after a long hesitation.
“Why, that’s a French name, isn’t it? Jacques—what?”
Again the boy did not answer, merely staring at her with eyes which held a troubled expression.
“Never mind,” said Mrs. Holloway. “If you don’t feel like answering questions, I won’t press you. Later on perhaps you’ll tell us about yourself.”
She sat by the couch for a few minutes and then as Mr. Suell came in with Dr. Redfield, retired to talk to the Cub leader again.
“It’s no use—I couldn’t get a word out of him,” she confessed. “My guess is that he is foreign-born. And his first name, Jacques, would indicate it.”
“None of the Cubs ever have seen him before,” Mr. Hatfield remarked. “A slip of paper was found in his pocket bearing the name Skeleton Island.”
“Then he may live there.”
“Possibly,” Mr. Hatfield conceded. “However, the island belongs to Jonathan Manheim. I’ve never heard of anyone staying there except a caretaker who looks after the property.”