She came here and took this house. I remained with
her, and have had charge of little Master Rupert ever since."
He asked fifty other questions; they were answered with equal clearness
and precision.
"Let us see the child," said Sir John, impatiently.
She went into the next room and brought out a lovely little boy. He was
asleep, but at the sound of strange voices opened his eyes.
"Mamma!" he cried when he saw Coralie, and she took him in her arms.
Sir John looked earnestly at him.
"There is no mistake," he said; "we want no further evidence. I can tell
by his face this is poor Miles' son."
He was a lovely, bright-eyed boy; he had Coralie's golden-brown hair,
which fell in thick ringlets down his pretty neck.
"But it is Miles' face," Sir John repeated, and we did not doubt him.
"There remains but one thing more to make the whole evidence complete.
We must see the registration of the birth of the child, and it would be
better to see the doctor who attended you, madam."
We did both on the following day. The registration of the child's birth
was right, perfect and without a flaw.
The doctor, a highly respectable medical practitioner, offered us his
evidence on oath.
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