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Let me see my child, if he is really here?"
"Behold him!" returned Trenchard, taking Thames (who had been a mute, but
deeply-interested, witness of the scene) by the hand, and leading him towards
her. ”
He said nothing for a space. There was a third lady among the younger set. ‘Well, young man,’ he
said, ‘we haven’t seen you lately,’ and something about ‘Bateson & Co. ” The hand lingered too long. Had she not seen them go
forth with tracts in their pockets and grins in their beards? To set fire to his
imagination, to sting his sense of chivalry into being, to awaken his manhood,
she must present some irresistible project. Then
one old crone, short-sighted and shaky-handed, called Ann Veronica “dearie,”
and made some remark, obscure and slangy, of which the spirit rather than the
words penetrated to her understanding. Little did I imagine at the
time that it was my own father to whom he referred. She could not analyse what was stirring in her: the thought
of losing the doll, the dog, and the cat. Her husband stared at her over the candle flame. “The Vote is the symbol of everything,” said Miss Brett. I
give myself to you. ‘No, but I seen the light, sir. Lucy and Mike watched the exchange of
high school Spanish with feigned interest. “When did you look up my mother’s records at the
Joliet library, Michelle?” Lucy asked, trying not to
incriminate herself by sounding confrontational.
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