The cultivated indifference, which was part of the armour of his little world fell away from him. ” Anna was silent. 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. Don’t you think that the shade of my hair is lovely?” “There is nothing particular the matter with the shade,” Anna answered, “but it is not nearly so becoming as before you touched it. " The hint was not lost upon Wood. Like the parrot, she could memorize the lines, but she could not understand them. One is always familiar with the business of one’s neighbours. Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. I shall have no faith in future in bolts and bars. She wondered even at this late day how she had been able to hold her maddening curiosity in check. Occasionally he relit his pipe. Sheppard returned no answer. A sense of loss was amongst us. Your laugh reminds me of—of——" "Whose, Sir?" demanded Jackson, becoming suddenly grave.
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