”
“Is she the one who made you into a vampire?”
“Yes. He's an interpretative genius, if
there ever was one. And in these crowded four weeks,
what had she learned? That all horizons were lies: that smiles and handshakes
and goodbyes and welcomes were lies: that there were really no to-morrows,
only a treadmill of to-days: and that out of these lies and mirages she had
plucked a bitter truth—she was alone. 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. I have never seen a lagoon. You wore a blue
dress with your hair unbound, and never had I seen a
maid so glorious with eyes so blue or a smile so bright. “Veronica!” cried Miss Stanley, warningly, and, “Peter!”
For a moment they seemed on the verge of an altogether desperate scuffle.
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