In wonderment Philip watched him, and he heard him whisper again: "You blessed little beggar!" Then he looked up suddenly.

In his face was the transformation that might have come into a woman's.

There was something awesome in its animal strength and its tenderness.

He seized one of Philip's hands and held it for a moment in a grip that made the other's fingers ache.
"You're sure it's a boy ?" he asked anxiously.
"Quite sure," replied Philip.

"We've named him John." The master of the Adare House leaned over the bed again.