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. "Bring him back with you. \"I saw you walking down the street with someone, Lucy. —"Stay! something occurs to me. “But I wish,” she said, “I had some idea what I was really up to. "It's of no use," observed Thames quietly, but with a look that chilled the little damsel's heart;—"my resolution is taken. Beautiful is the girl of twelve,—who is neither child nor woman, but something between both, something more exquisite than either! Such was the fairy creature presented to Thames Darrell, under the following circumstances. Books! She knew now what had saved her—her mother's hand, reaching down from heaven, had set the giver's flaming eyes upon the covers of these books. It was now a quarter past twelve. I went with him to what I supposed to be the British Embassy, and went through a ceremony which I understood to be the usual form of the marriage one used there. ’ ‘Oh,’ Gerald uttered, disappointed.
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