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There's the grand laced coat he wore at his trial, which I intend for my wedding-dress. ‘Because I’m a female,’ declared Lucilla unanswerably. 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. Not a word was uttered for some time, nor any sound heard except the stilled sobs of the unfortunate mother.
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