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. “You blithering idiot!” he exclaimed. Finger to his lips, Gerald pointed
in the direction of the noise. Part 2
She found the younger generation of the Widgetts engaged in languid
reminiscences, and all, as they expressed it, a “bit decayed. The man was my husband. I guess they were bad all the
time. “I have a letter for him from his brother, which I
was just leaving. Firmly built, as it was, the bridge creaked in such a manner with their
contending efforts, that Abraham durst not venture beyond the door, where he
stood, holding the light, a horrified spectator of the scene. You had better go to bed.
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