He seemed to know, however, that she was not “Margery,” although he appeared to take to her and was content to have her attend him.
“Where’s Jack?” he asked of Dr. Scherz, who still remained with him, determined to watch him most carefully.
“Jack who?” he asked.
“Why, Margery’s Jack; but he isn’t good like Margery,” from which the physician inferred that “Jack” must have been Margery’s husband, and not an over kind one either.
“Oh, Jack has gone away,” he answered, carelessly. “What is your name, my boy?”
“I’m Geoffrey, sir.”
“Geoffrey what?”
“Why, Geoffrey Dale—don’t you know? I’m papa Dale’s own boy.”
“Where is papa?”
“Gone away off,” was the reply, accompanied by a grieved look, “and he won’t come again for ever so long.”