She was perplexed by this, and stood for some seconds in
the empty street hesitating, until the appearance of another circumspect woman
under the street lamp at the corner reassured her. She had grabbed! She became less and less attentive to
his meditative, self-complacent fragments of talk as she told herself this. Can’t you see that
Valade is an extremely dangerous man?’
‘Do you think I am afraid of that pig?’
Gerald gave her a little shake. On the one hand, she seemed to think plainly and
simply, and would talk serenely and freely about topics that most women have
been trained either to avoid or conceal; and on the other she was unconscious, or
else she had an air of being unconscious—that was the riddle—to all sorts of
personal applications that almost any girl or woman, one might have thought,
would have made. She knew it. "
"I know a man…. 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.
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