Oh! it seems too good to be true, this blessing that has come to us to-night.

And, Hugh Morgan, you must always be associated in our minds with this realization of our utmost hopes, which of late years we have not even dared whisper to each other." He wrung the boy's hand until Hugh almost writhed under the pressure; while the happy "grandma" continued to devour the plump, rosy-cheeked face of her charge with her eyes, as though she could not tear her gaze away.
Long they continued to sit there and talk, always upon that one subject, because everything else must be subordinated to the wonderful revelation that had come to them, to prove that truth is often stranger than fiction.
Three times did Hugh suggest that he had better be heading towards home: but they pleaded with him to stay "just a little longer"; for their starved hearts found it hard to let the newly found treasure out of sight, even for a short time.
"But I must really be going," Hugh finally told them.

"It is now after ten, and mother will be worrying about the child, not knowing, of course, that he has found a new protector, two of them, in fact.
You can both come over after breakfast in the morning, and visit the boy.

If his mother has regained her senses, and the doctor permits it, you will be able to settle the matter once and for all by seeing her." So with that they had to rest content.

The child was bundled up warmly, and tenderly placed in the sleigh by his huge grandfather, after the old lady had kissed his forehead and cheeks a dozen times.
Then they were off, and shortly afterwards arrived at the Morgan home.