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. " The spinsters had no counter-philosophy to offer; so they turned to Ruth, who had singularly and unconsciously invested herself with glamour, the glamour of adventure, which the old maids did not recognize as such because they were only tourists. You must forgive the poet’s license I take. “If you say so, my pet. Only I wish that it did not remind one so much of a second-hand clothes shop. Ennison stood still for a moment, swinging his latchkey upon his finger. “Never—but, by Jove, you had a narrow escape,” Ennison exclaimed. " "My coat, please. The old lady’s face was stiff with anger. She pushed him gently on the chest. You shall have the spending of every penny of my money. ” “I shall do very well, thank you, ma’am,” he answered shortly. Every moment or two he bent over his patient. She could not feel her own body. Dizziness overcame him like anesthetic and he slept.
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