"Apparently; although, of course, he may have thought I was my father. We had the same name. He looks frightfully ill--more so than he did when he was walking about his rooms--but he spoke as sensibly as you or I."
"What did he say?"
"He said, 'That you, Bill?' when I came into the room. 'I've had rather a nasty turn, but I'm on the mend now. How is Phil? That ruffian has been keeping her away for a day or two, but he says I may see her soon now. Will you give her my dear love?' And then he looked round for the violets which were beside his bed. 'Give her these, will you, old fellow, and tell her I shall see her as soon as I can get on the soft side of old Rob.' He does not look to me as if he could live long."
"Then we will make him happy, until--as long as he lives. Do not trouble any more about it--my share of it, I mean. Just try and think of me as if I were really Phil, not Philippa any more. Will you help me?"
"I wish Marion were here," repeated the Major earnestly. "But it is impossible; she cannot leave the boy. And I cannot leave her, for she is nearly worn out with nursing and anxiety."
"I think it is really better that I should be here alone," returned Philippa. "It makes it all easier, I think."
"As you are going to carry this through," he said after a while, "I will give you some letters and papers I have, which may help you. I will fetch them."
He returned after a few minutes with a dispatch box in his hand, which he laid on a table beside her. "In this you will find Philippa Harford's letters, and also a number written by Francis when they were engaged. You had better read them. You have a right to do so. My grandmother put them all together and gave them to me. Poor old soul, I wonder what she would say if she were here to-day. I have no doubt she would see the matter in the same light as you do. What I should like to know is this: How much has Francis known of all that has passed in the last twenty years? Has he any notion of time? Has he noticed the alteration in people's appearance, I mean? Has he noticed that they have grown older? People he has seen constantly like Robert Gale and old Goodman. Does he know his mother is dead? Has he missed her? Oh, there are half-a-hundred things one wants to know."