His glance came up again and met hers. His spirits began to rise. Clotilde flew into a rage, crying, “How dare you lay claim to my children! I am their mother! This is a Godless house!” She accused. " "We won't trust you, my youngster," answered the janizary. The infant was rescued from a watery-grave by an honest mechanic, who has since brought him up as his own son. “Hola Marteen!” She exclaimed cheerfully. 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. Her heart in her mouth, she heard his foot scrape on the floorboard and knew from his expression that Gosse had heard it too. ” Chapter XIV “THIS IS MY WIFE” Anna, notwithstanding her momentary fright in the middle of the day, was in high spirits. “Where were you?” He inquired, rubbing her shoulders.
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