Go, and let him in. ‘Gerald Alderley, I don’t know what you deserve. A dozen shynesses and intellectual barriers were being outflanked or broken down in her mind. She looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were weighted with every sin in the calendar. “You did your best to kill me,” he said. Wood had been my father, as well as yours. 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.
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