Had it been otherwise, I should have written to you, years ago, to inform you that I was the infant who was supposed to have perished, when its father and mother were killed." Harry thought that the colour paled a little in his uncle's face.
"You have, of course, proofs of your identity ?" the latter said, gravely.
"Certainly.

I have the evidence of the Indian nurse who saved my life, and brought me up; that of a cousin of hers, who was an officer of the band that attacked my father; and that of her brother, with whom I resided from the time she brought me there--three days after the death of my parents--until I was twelve years old, when she placed me with a lady in Bombay, for two years and a half, to be taught to speak English perfectly.

After that, I was some three years in the service of the Peishwa.
"These depositions were, by the order of the Governor of Bombay, sworn to by them before the chief justice there.

My identity was fully recognized by the Governor of Bombay, who at once recommended me for a commission, in consequence of some service that I had rendered to the Government; and the recommendation was accepted by the court at home, and my commission dated from the time of my appointment by the Governor." "I see a likeness in you to my brother who, when I last saw him, was about your age.

I do not say that you are exactly like him, but your expression and voice both recall him to me.