Andrew, Andrew Brewster, wake up, wake up! Ellen's here! She's found!" Fanny put Ellen down, and bent over Andrew and listened.

"No, I can hear him breathe," she cried.

Then she kissed him, and leaned her mouth close to his ear.

"Andrew!" she said, in a voice which Eva and Ellen had never heard before.

"Andrew, poor old man, wake up; she's found! Our child is found!" When Andrew still did not wake, but only stirred, and moaned faintly, Fanny lifted Ellen onto the bed.