It slipped out—as did that “she”. The Well Hole. . Wood—" "That's false!" cried a voice behind him. I’m six hundred and forty-eight years old, John! I should have never seduced a young boy, let alone expected him to keep my secrets for me. 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. Time after time he reminded her of how powerless she would be without him, how unkind the world was towards single women. She lifted her shoulders in an eloquent shrug. 2.
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