The young man replied, unhesitatingly,—
"I can tell whether he is an impostor. I shall know my brother."
His voice quivered a little, as he spoke the last word.
Mr. Wharton, without appearing to notice it, said,—
"You have a great deal of work on hand at this season. Wouldn't it be better for Uncle George and me to go?"
He answered impetuously,—
"If all my property goes to ruin, I will hunt for Willie all over the earth, so long as there is any hope of finding him, I always felt as if mother couldn't forgive me for leaving him that day, though she always tried to make me think she did. And now, if we find him at last, she is not here to"——
His voice became choked.
Mr. Wharton replied, impressively,—
"She will come with him, my son. Wherever he may be, they are not divided now."