“It’s a flabby, loose-willed world we have to face. Earles thinks I am a little mad, and between ourselves I am not sure about it myself. 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. Never! Perhaps some day, quite soon, she might regret that breakfast-room. She moaned as she touched him. ‘Talk to me another time. She admired and rather pitied him, and she was unfeignedly grateful to him. What he there noticed occasioned a marked change in his demeanour.
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