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. He turned round
toward her and found her looking at him and standing very still. She unlaced his pants and slid them down his hips,
examining him as he stood before her naked. She made noises between weeping and laughter as she went. She broke this promise when
she told me that my mother was this Mary, and not Suzanne Valade at all. ’ She stopped, her lips tightening. "
"Where?"
"At Yale. They were familiar but
more massive. Do
so; and I am yours as heretofore. "What I do is for the best, and I can only hope she
may have strength to bear the separation. ’
‘That’s exactly what I’m afraid of.
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