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. Flowers, theatre boxes, carriages, the “open sesame” to the whole world of pleasure. "Why not?" "I'll tell you," cried a deep voice from the back of the bed. . It did not take a mind reader to glean that she had suddenly gained the boy’s obsessive attention. Major said you’d gorn. ‘Don’t let us quarrel over your Leonardo,’ he said, summoning a faint smile. She did not realize that she was offering criticisms. “Have you any money?” “Lots,” Anna answered laconically.
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