After reading the letter Ted passed it to the major without comment, and
walked to the window, that he might not be a witness to his emotion.
He was now very sure that by the strangest of circumstances Major
Caruthers had come across a bit of personal history, and that it was
giving him a heart-tearing experience.
In a moment he heard the sound of a sob behind him, followed by others,
which, however, subsided gradually, and he heard his name called.
Ted came to where the major sat on the side of the bed, holding the
photograph in his hand.
"It is the picture of my sister," he said quietly, for he was now the
master of his emotions.
"Then Farnsworth is your brother," said Ted.
"Yes, my brother, poor chap," answered the major, gulping down a sob.
"It is strange, very strange," muttered Ted, almost to himself. "I felt
sure you were related, there was such a strong resemblance between you."
"I didn't notice it. Why didn't you speak of it?"
"Farnsworth knew that you were his brother, and I have no doubt he would
have made himself known to you had he not been compelled to flee before
the deputy marshals. I know that he was deeply affected at meeting you,
and saw that he hesitated to make himself known."
"I didn't know him. I had not seen Fred since he was a little boy, when
I went into the service.
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