She threw her arms around Rollo's neck and laid her cheek upon the flea-bitten head. 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. "And I'll bet a doughnut that boy in his soul is crazy to have it over with. ’ He held out his hand to help the girl descend. The Dawn Pearl.
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