“Then how do you know that it died?” Edith asked.
“I had your mother's word for it,” said the doctor.
“What was done with my baby after it was born?”
“It was given out to nurse.”
“With your consent?”
“I did not advise it. Your mother had her own views in the case. It was something over which I had no control.”
“And you never saw it after it was taken away?”
“Never.”
“And do not really know whether it be dead or living?”
“Oh, it's dead, of course, my child. There is no doubt of that,” said the doctor, with sudden earnestness of manner.