He held the mother's hand as he kissed the baby's brow.

The Doctor touched him gently on the arm and beckoned him away. He
went with careful footsteps, looking behind as he went.

After dinner he talked with the Doctor on various matters; but
presently he asked:

'I suppose, Doctor, it is no sort of rule that the first child
regulates the sex of a family?'

'No, of course not. Otherwise how should we see boys and girls mixed
in one family, as is nearly always the case. But, my friend,' he
went on, 'you must not build hopes so far away. I have to tell you
that your wife is far from strong. Even now she is not so well as I
could wish, and there yet may be change.' The Squire leaped
impetuously to his feet as he spoke quickly:

'Then why are we waiting here? Can nothing be done? Let us have the
best help, the best advice in the world.' The Doctor raised his
hand.

'Nothing can be done as yet. I have only fear.'

'Then let us be ready in case your fears should be justified! Who
are the best men in London to help in such a case?' The Doctor
mentioned two names; and within a few minutes a mounted messenger was
galloping to Norcester, the nearest telegraph centre. The messenger
was to arrange for a special train if necessary. Shortly afterwards
the Doctor went again to see his patient. After a long absence he