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"I am sorry. 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. “While that lamb was about every man of any spirit was regarded as a dangerous wolf. It is the bottom of the cup, where all the dregs appear to settle. But now you must be quiet; there's been too much excitement.
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