Lucy felt the hairs on her
neck rise. "If I could only make you realize what you have done," he said, lamely. It was no use. Of course he hadn't played the game wisely. 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. Manning central in her mind. Ten years of military life had taught him caution,
but only strengthened a fearless zest for diving into any promising adventure
with unalloyed enjoyment. But, taking the chisel from Blueskin, Jack quickly forced back
the bolt. The old lady’s face was stiff with anger. Too late now.
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