"I am afraid you would be disappointed in him, even if we could find him, and bring him here, Uncle Cornelius."
"No, I should not be disappointed, for I should not expect too much. It would be a pleasure to look upon the boy's face, and think my lost Julian was again before me."
"The old fool!" muttered Hugo under his breath. "Will he never quit harping on that boy?"
"You must remember that he has been brought up in a circus, amid very objectionable associations, uncle," he said aloud. "What can be expected under such circumstances?"
"What is his name?"
"His circus name is Robert Rudd."
The old man repeated it softly to himself.
The same day he sent for a lawyer, and professed his intention to modify his will.
Hugo was alarmed.