She came to her one day and pulled on her apron. You don't want
people to snub you later. There were two school-mistresses, one of whom—Miss Klegg—might have
been a first cousin to Miss Miniver, she had so many Miniver traits; there was a
preoccupied girl whose name Ann Veronica never learned, but who worked
remarkably well; and Miss Garvice, who began by attracting her very greatly—
she moved so beautifully—and ended by giving her the impression that moving
beautifully was the beginning and end of her being. The party resolved itself for Ann Veronica into a
game in which she manoeuvred unostentatiously and finally unsuccessfully to
avoid talking alone with this gentleman. She became aware of his presence as she had never been aware of any human
being in her life before. 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. . . ”
“You’ll never pay me. "
"My son!" echoed the widow, trembling. “I don’t take any prisoners, John! You do not want
this life!”
“Yes I do! I am an adult.
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