”
Ann Veronica agreed, and tried to make the manner of her assent cover a
possible knowledge of a probable poem. The weather's been foul
enough for the last fortnight, but I've never turned my back upon it. Like
a thorough-bred racer, he would sustain twice as much fatigue as a person of
heavier mould. John caught her in the hall around third period. She realized that he was the sort of man one does not think much
about at dinners. There was
still in his heart that fierce anger which demands physical expression; but he had
to consider Ruth in all phases. "Yes. She dismissed the
whole subject with a little shrug of the shoulders. Men have seen to that. Ramage!” she cried, and struggled to her feet. 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. She responded at once, rapping him on the knuckles with her fan.
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