She arose and came forward a step or two in evident embarrassment.
"Mr.Dinneford ?" she said.
"That is my name, madam," was replied.
"You do not know me ?" Mr.Dinneford looked at her closely, and then answered, "I have not that pleasure, madam." The woman stood for a moment or two, hesitating.
"Be seated, madam," said Mr.Dinneford.
She sat down, seeming very ill at ease.

He took a chair in front of her.
"You wish to see me ?" "Yes, sir, and on a matter that deeply concerns you.

I was your daughter's nurse when her baby was born." She paused at this.

Mr.Dinneford had caught his breath.

She saw the almost wild interest that flushed his face.
After waiting a moment for some response, she added, in a low, steady voice, "That baby is still alive, and I am the only person who can clearly identify him." Mr.Dinneford did not reply immediately.