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The lace was family lace, easily recognizable. Promise me one thing before I leave you. "Every brick I take out," cried Jack, as fresh rubbish clattered down the chimney, "brings me nearer my mother. Not only that, but he carried himself erect— the slight slouch which had bent his shoulders had altogether disappeared. “I am fairly well known here. 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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