"Then he was not shipwrecked?"
"That was a false report. Within a month or two the newspapers had contradicted it."
"Where is he?" I asked, rising from my pillow.
"Hush! Lie quiet. You are not to excite yourself. I must call the doctor."
Mildred was about to leave the room, but I could not let her go.
"Wait! I must ask you something more."
"Not now, my child. Lie down."
"But I must. Dear Sister, I must. There is somebody else."
"You mean the baby," said Mildred, in a low voice.
"Yes."