He knocked on the doorframe. 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. Her clock had stopped—stopped at the very hour on which she had quitted the Mint! She had not the heart to wind it up again. “If I were to marry now,” she said, “it would be with a sense of humiliation. ” He said.
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