She realized dimly that there was no personal thing behind
his cry, that countless myriads of Mannings had “My God!”-ed with an equal
gusto at situations as flatly apprehended. "My mother!—my poor mother!" ejaculated Thames, falling on his knees, and
bursting into tears. \"
That again. ’ She stopped, her lips tightening. ”
She stopped short. I like the way you shared it. "
"What do you mean?" asked the female, in astonishment. Wild here!" exclaimed Mrs. What was the objection?
She found it impossible to look her own diffidence in the face. “If it’s about that dance project,” he said, “it’s no good, Veronica. She leaned forward in her chair, as if
petrified in fear by the scary story. It was an
excuse, dredged up on the spur of the moment to cover a slip. Mother! do you know what you do? Would you sell yourself to this fiend?"
"I would sell myself, body and soul, to save you," rejoined his mother, bursting
from his grasp.
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