“No Christmas dinner,” she said, “or anything nice! One doesn’t even know what you are doing. But if he's in bed, how the devil is he going with me, supposing I decide to hire him? The mudhook comes up to-morrow night. ’ ‘You are perfectly correct,’ agreed Gerald at once. Good heavens! She was discussing love-making. She moaned as she touched him. “Do you mean, aunt,” she asked, “that my father thought I had gone off—with some man?” “What else COULD he think? Would any one DREAM you would be so mad as to go off alone?” “After—after what had happened the night before?” “Oh, why raise up old scores? If you could see him this morning, his poor face as white as a sheet and all cut about with shaving! He was for coming up by the very first train and looking for you, but I said to him, ‘Wait for the letters,’ and there, sure enough, was yours. I hate to see you spoil yourself with guys like me. Prudence shook her head. Wood, in deploring his wild career, adverted to the melancholy condition to which it had reduced his mother. "Well—well," grumbled Jonathan, "I suppose I must be content. Look at it, I say. ’ ‘Also madame his wife—’ Charvill’s gorge rose. 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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