Yes!" she screamed, "these are his father's features! It is—it is my son!" "Mother!" cried Thames; "are you, indeed, my mother?" "I am, indeed—my own sweet boy!" she sobbed, pressing him tenderly to her breast. ‘Who’d believe me? And I’d have to tell my part in it all, too. Is there?” “Nothing,” said Ann Veronica, with a radiant face. White,” the lady in black satin remarked. Books! She knew now what had saved her—her mother's hand, reaching down from heaven, had set the giver's flaming eyes upon the covers of these books. I always told you some accident would happen. “Perhaps.
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