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A rock gave way to deep water. " "There's but one way of clearing it, your worship," said the Master, archly. She loves you too well for that. “Was I that bad?” He asked. 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. Take my word for it, your troubles are over. Secretly she was gratified to be assigned to the rôle of an old traveller. “I won’t go home,” she said; “I won’t!” and she evaded the clutch of the fatherly policeman and tried to thrust herself past him in the direction of that big portal. ‘Do you think I am afraid of a sword in the hand of a slip of a girl?’ For answer, Melusine lunged at him.
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