The slack cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front, pulling her suddenly about. The world had not passed by but had gone around it in a tremendous half-circle. "My mother!—my poor mother!" ejaculated Thames, falling on his knees, and bursting into tears. It was dangerous for her to dare approaching him and she knew the tremendous risk she was taking, but a part of her demanded that he be found. The inside was empty except for an infant, which from a distance looked utterly normal.
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