"Yes, dear," and the woman caught both of his hands in hers, "every word is true. You are my own boy, and I am your mother. Are you glad?"
The expression upon Rod"s face, as with a deep sigh of relief he lay back once more upon the pillow, was answer enough. All the old dread that the other mother would come back and carry him off suddenly disappeared. And yet he wondered about the letters she used to write.
A puzzled look came into his eyes.
"What is it?" his mother asked. "Are you sorry?"
"Oh, no. But I was wondering about that other woman who used to write to me, who said she was my mother."
"It was I who wrote those letters, dear. I had to, you see."
"And you are not Anna Royanna, after all?"
"No. My real name is Anna Royal. I only changed part of the last name to Royanna."
"Why, it"s just like a fairy tale," Rod exclaimed. "But, no, it isn"t, either," he mused. "A fairy tale is only a make-believe, while this is really true. It"s better than a fairy tale. Isn"t it great!" and his eyes sparkled. "But, say, do grandad and grandma know about it?"
"Yes, dear. I told them last night."
"And I bet they were pleased."
"Indeed they were. I wish you could have seen their faces when I told them that you are Alec"s boy, and their own real grandson."
For a few minutes there was silence, Rod thinking of all that he had heard, and his mother recalling the night before, when she had revealed to Mr. and Mrs. Royal the story of her life. Never should she forget the look of intense joy which came into their eyes, nor the sweet peace which possessed her heart as they enfolded her in their arms, kissed her, and called her "daughter." It had seemed almost too good to be true. She was roused by Rod"s voice.
"May I tell Captain Josh?" he asked. "It would be great for him to know."
"We talked that over last night, dear," was the reply. "Christmas will soon be here, and you are to have a party on that day. How would it do to wait until then?"
"Oh, that"ll be great! Captain Josh, and the scouts will be here."
"Yes, and Whyn will be back by that time, so I understand, and we can arrange for her and her mother to come up from the city. Will that do?"
"Won"t it be great!" and Rod fairly shook with delight.
"It certainly will. We shall all go to the service on Christmas morning, and your grandfather wants to offer up special thanks for all the blessings we have received. We shall then come home for dinner, and have all the afternoon and evening for games."
When Captain Josh came to see Rod the next day, he noticed the happy expression upon the boy"s face.
"What"s up, lad?" he asked.
"What do you mean, captain?"
"Oh, I hardly know," and the old man scratched his head in perplexity.
"But everybody in this house seems about ready to explode with excitement. I never saw sich a happy bunch in all my life. Ye"d think that summer had been suddenly dumped down here, with all the birds singin", the bees hummin", and the flowers bloomin". That"s the only way I kin describe it."
"I guess you"re about right, captain," was Rod"s brief reply, for he was determined not to give away the wonderful secret.