"Heaven grant you may have been wrongly informed with respect to Thames!" exclaimed Winifred; "but, I beseech you, on no account to mention what you have told me to my poor father. The tears were welling over now, but her voice was steady. Her sensitive ears could hear her foster mother snoring in front of the television. " Some innate sense of balance told her that something was wrong with these tales. ‘Knew you had the lad with you, and thought you were merely delayed. Seemed like he knew so much—more than me, miss.
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