Morton suddenly. "Do
you suppose--" she hesitated, looking at her father.
He raised his eyebrows doubtfully, then turning to Stanley he inquired:
"You didn't find out what became of this Leonard Smith, did you?"
"I didn't find any record of his marriage, but I met several men who
used to know him. They said he became quite a distinguished musician,
and that he married a Philadelphia woman."
"Did they know her name?" asked Mrs. Morton, leaning forward eagerly.
"One of them said he thought it was Martin. Smith never came back here
to live after he set forth to make his fortune, so they were a little
hazy about his marriage and they didn't know whether he was still
alive."
"The name wasn't Morton, was it?"
The girls looked curiously at their mother, for she was crimson with
excitement. Stanley could take them no farther, however.
"Father," Mrs. Morton said to Mr. Emerson, as the young people chattered
over Stanley's discoveries, "I think I'd better send a telegram to
Louise and ask her what her husband's parents' names were. Wouldn't it
be too strange if he should be the son of the lost Emily?"
Mr. Emerson hurried to the telegraph office and sent an immediate wire
to "Mrs. Leonard Smith, Rosemont, N.J. Wire names of your husband's
parents," it read.
The answer came back before morning;--"Julian and Emily Leonard Smith.
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