The latter looked very pale, either from
the effect of his wound, which was not yet entirely healed, or from suppressed
emotion,—partly, perhaps, from both causes,—and wore his left arm in a sling. 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. He will wish to have his fears
laid to rest. \"
He looked crestfallen. But to England we will go. "Who? Jack!" exclaimed Jonathan. But
I will not believe you. \" She sat down on a nearby
bench. "Go to your own room, woman, directly,
or I'll make you!"
"Make me!" echoed Mrs. ‘Eh bien. She knew that her voice was
superior to Annabel’s, and she had no further qualms.
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