She laughed as the deluge seemed to grow worse with every step. \"Sorry. 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 went about, intentlooking and self-possessed, trim and fine, concealing her emotions whatever they were, as the realities of her position opened out before her. Anna sent her away. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. ‘But I have the pistol,’ Gerald pointed out. " "Stick the spike into him, then," returned Sheppard, coolly, "while I unbar the outlet. Anna’s face however was wholly impassive. "Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack. She opened the door with a neon colored key.
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