“I cannot but conclude,” he said, “that your errand involved the recital to my wife of some trouble in which you find yourself. He swung it open and then used his body to pin her against her seat. 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. He took a handful of the gravelly mud, with which the platform was covered, and threw the small pebbles, one by one, towards the gleam. My name is Annabel, not Anna.
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