The infant was rescued from a watery-grave by an honest mechanic, who has since brought him up as his own son. Gerald noted the lady’s eyes brighten as she caught sight of him making his way through the throng towards her. I'd have got something nice. The poor old imbecile! Why, this child was a firebrand, a wrecker, if ever he had seen one; and the worst kind because she was unconscious of her gifts. She liked the high, easy swing of the thing over its big wheels, the quick clatter-patter of the horse, the passage of the teeming streets. Tell me exactly what has happened. ” “Don’t say that,” Sydney begged. E.
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