Upon reading the name, the doctor's eyebrows went up. It was the grand nursery of vice. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. "Come along, Mrs. ” His walk became a jovial saunter. O'Higgins and I landed at Copeley's yesterday; and Mr. 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.
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