CHAPTER XXXII
HOMEWARD BOUND—CONCLUSION
"I am the son of your twin brother?" repeated Dave, while Roger and Phil listened with intense interest.
"Yes," answered Dunston Porter. "He lost his son exactly as described, and the baby was said to resemble me very strongly."
"And where is your brother now?"
"He is traveling for his health. The last I heard of him he was in Europe, at one of the well-known watering places."
"Is his wife alive?"
"No, she died years ago. But he has a daughter with him, Laura—about a year younger than you." Dunston Porter took Dave's hand. "This is simply marvelous! I can hardly believe it! My nephew Dave! Why, it sounds like a fairy tale."
"It is marvelous, Mr. Por"
"Hold on! If we are relatives, you'll have to call me Uncle Dunston," and the man smiled pleasantly.
"Well, then, Uncle Dunston, are my father and my sister alone in the world?"
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