“Yes; I loved him dearly—never ceased to love him in spite of the fact that he robbed me of my child, for I know he was cruelly deceived about me, and had I been guilty of all which he had cause to believe me guilty of, I would have deserved to lose him, and my child, too.”
“Why do you say that a reconciliation now is impossible?”
“I cannot tell you that.”
“Is the cause on your side or his?”
“On his.”
Nick concluded he would now force the situation.
“You say you do not know how your little girl looks now?”
“Yes, sir. Remember, I have not seen her for five years.”
“Then I’ll let you see what she looks like.”
As Nick spoke he took Redway’s watch from his pocket, opened the back of the case, and presented to the astonished young woman the portrait of the sweet face set therein.