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I daresay you have the whole thing wrong, Gerald. 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. . She spied him sitting on his armless black couch, his feet splayed as he stared at his television blankly. I can’t stand it. ” Sheila scolded, but Lucy had invented a dozen reasons why she had to have her own hamper until finally Sheila got tired of it and relented. Manning,” she said, “for a time—Will you tell no one? Will you keep this—our secret? I’m doubtful—Will you please not even tell my aunt?” “As you will,” he said. Her eyes were soft and grave, and there was the faintest of smiles upon her resolute lips.
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