There were a few loose, broken fragments of rock to reckon with upon the ledges, and one place where hands did as much work as toes. ” “It will make it. In the midst of them there was a cart with a man in it—and that man was Jack—my son Jack—they were going to hang him. Supper was quickly served; the oldest bottle of wine was brought from the cellar; the strongest barrel of ale was tapped; but not one of the party could eat or drink—their hearts were too full. A young man turned to pay the cabman. 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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