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. ” “I’m a married man. I am—’ ‘Like me, entirely English. 266 She peered up at him. The primitive superstition of his Puritan forbears was his; and before this the buckler of his education disintegrated. Where is he?" "Within this room," replied the knight. " "Come, lad; let's have it," said McClintock. ” He repeated several times that he would trust her, though it remained obscure just exactly where the trust came in. It may be well, therefore, before proceeding farther, to describe it more minutely.
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