\"Yes，\"saidthemother，hervoicebreaking，\"sheis，indeed，apoorlittledaughter!\"
Asilencefell；forwhatcouldwordsavailinsuchasituation？
Hearingthedooropen，MadameDupontstarted，forhernerveswerealla—quiverwiththestrainshehadbeenunder。Aservantcameinandspoketoher，andshesaidtoGeorge，\"Itisthedoctor。
Ifyouneedme，Ishallbeinthenextroom。\"
Hersonstoodtrembling，asifhewerewaitingtheapproachofanexecutioner。Theothercameintotheroomwithoutseeinghimandhestoodforaminute，claspingandunclaspinghishands，almostovercomewithemotion。Thenhesaid，\"Good—day，doctor。\"Asthemanstaredathim，surprisedandpuzzled，headded，\"Youdon’trecognizeme？\"