"
"Mr. She didn’t choose her man. 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. ”
“Well?”
“I went from Anna’s flat to Nigel Ennison’s rooms. I let him take me to the English
Embassy, and we went through some sort of a ceremony. ‘Don’t concern
yourself, Hilary. He turned onto the long road leading to
MacDowell Elementary School and pulled over in the
empty lot overlooking the miniscule baseball diamond. Sheppard. He was afraid if he stayed that he would make a fool of
himself. He stuck to the shop as long as it was necessary, and longer, in
my opinion. Then she would write and tell her father what she
had done, and put their relationship on a new footing. A
shudder rippled across his shoulders. The Night-Cellar
XVIII.
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