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"
Does
his
elder
daughter
,
Miss
Warren
,
know
his
condition
?
"
"
By
his
own
wish
no
one
knows
except
the
man
-
servant
.
It
was
only
this
morning
I
felt
I
had
to
tell
him
—
he
took
it
excitedly
,
although
he
has
been
in
a
very
religious
and
resigned
mood
from
the
beginning
of
his
illness
.
"
Dick
considered
:
"
Well
—
"
he
decided
slowly
,
"
in
any
case
I
’
ll
take
care
of
the
family
angle
.
But
I
imagine
they
would
want
a
consultation
.
"
"
As
you
like
.
"
"
I
know
I
speak
for
them
when
I
ask
you
to
call
in
one
of
the
best
-
known
medicine
men
around
the
lake
—
Herbrugge
,
from
Geneva
.
"
"
I
was
thinking
of
Herbrugge
.
"
Meanwhile
I
’
m
here
for
a
day
at
least
and
I
’
ll
keep
in
touch
with
you
.
"
That
evening
Dick
went
to
Señor
Pardo
y
Cuidad
Real
and
they
talked
.
"
We
have
large
estates
in
Chili
—
"
said
the
old
man
.
"
My
son
could
well
be
taking
care
of
them
.
Or
I
can
get
him
in
any
one
of
a
dozen
enterprises
in
Paris
—
"
He
shook
his
head
and
paced
across
the
windows
against
a
spring
rain
so
cheerful
that
it
didn
’
t
even
drive
the
swans
to
cover
,
"
My
only
son
!
Can
’
t
you
take
him
with
you
?
"
The
Spaniard
knelt
suddenly
at
Dick
’
s
feet
.
