"She is crying out for the baby," said Mr. Hattaway. "If you will kindly send it in to her I can allow her a fleeting glimpse of it before I complete the rebandaging for the day."
Jeremy rang the bell and gave the order. "And I?" he inquired bravely.
The surgeon hesitated and scratched his plump cheek.
"You know that my wife has never seen me."
"To-morrow, then," said Hattaway.
The nurse and child appeared at the doorway, and the surgeon followed them into Barbara's room.
When the surgeon had left the house Jeremy went to Barbara and found her crooning over the babe, which lay in her arms.
"I've seen him, dear, I've seen him!" she cried joyously. "He is the most wonderfully beautiful thing on the earth. His eyes are light blue, and mine are dark, so he must have yours. And his mouth is made for kisses, and his expression is that of a babe born in Paradise."
Jeremy bent over and looked at the boy, who sniggered at him in a most unparadisiacal fashion, and they talked parentwise over his perfections.
"Before we go back to Bullingford you will let me take a coach, Jeremy, and drive about the streets and show him to the town? I will hold him up and cry: 'Ladies and gentlemen, look! 'Tis the tenth wonder of the world. You only have this one chance of seeing him.'"