She is at this very moment at my house yonder, busy with that baby, Josephine St.Auban Jeanne Marie Fournier, named for a countess! But do not turn back! Monsieur himself has not yet seen the baby.

Come!" For one moment Dunwody paused; then, quietly, he accompanied Hector, making no comment.

He limped just slightly.

He was older--yes, and graver.
The mother of Hector met them even before the gate was opened.

Her voice called to the door her daughter Jeanne, who was shaking hands with Dunwody before he was half way up the walk.