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The lamp was not yet lit, and in the dim light he bent forward as though trying to look into her averted face. Sections and pages had been pasted together, and all through both Testaments a word had been blotted out. 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. "Where is she?" thundered Jonathan, who at this moment reached Mrs. 1. “But frankly, I mean to fight this through if I possibly can. Mr. ” “And why shouldn’t you?” “I felt that sort of thing couldn’t go on. She remembered possessing it during the Gold Rush. They had as many designations as grades. Finding remonstrances of no avail, he had recourse to threats; and when threats failed, he adopted more decided measures. He would repeat them innumerable times, and patiently Ruth would repeat her answers. . Her face expressed nothing. He next searched for his stockings and shoes, and when found, put them on.
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