"Doctors say he may regain his memory at any time, or it
may be a long while, and possibly never," was the conclusion.
"I think I know him," said Martine. "I will bring physician from
the city to consult this morning with the surgeon in charge."
"I'm glad to hear it," was the reply. "Something would have to be
done soon. He is just staying on here and making himself useful to
some extent."
When Martine re-entered the ward, Yankee Blank appeared, grinned,
and said affably, "Howdy." Alas! a forlorn, miserable hope that he
might have been mistaken was banished from Hobart's mind now that
he saw Nichol in the clear light of day. The scar across his
forehead and a change of expression, denoting the eclipse of fine,
cultivated manhood, could not disguise the unmistakable features.
There was nothing to be done but carry out as quickly as possible
the purpose which had cost him so dear.
He first telegraphed his uncle to dismiss further anxiety, and
that his son would soon be able to visit him. Then the heavy-
hearted man sought a physician whom he knew well by reputation.
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