” “Why not?” She turned on him. Anna leaned over so that he needed only to whisper. I’m that shamed to confess it, miss, but it were then I thought of Martha. There was no answer. ‘En tout cas, it is not reasonable that I could be at all in love with him. ‘Say it. "Leave me, Sir; I insist. And empty. 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. But here the resemblance stopped. ” The girl on the lounge drew a long sobbing breath. Anna’s face was half turned from him, but her expression, and the tone of her monosyllable puzzled him.
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