"My mother!—my poor mother!" ejaculated Thames, falling on his knees, and bursting into tears. “Dear old Daddy,” she said, “he’ll make a fearful fuss. His attitude was as different from Gianfrancesco’s as night was from day. When I awoke I followed my instinct to Athena’s temple. All this while he was arranging the medicines on the stand and jotting down his instructions on a chart sheet. Where can we sit down and talk?” He led her across the room towards a window recess, in which a tall, fair young man was seated with an evening paper in his hand. He picked her up outside her last period Ceramics class. Aware that he should incur the thief-taker's bitterest animosity by what he had done, the watchman, whose wrath against Quilt Arnold had evaporated during the walk, thought it more prudent not to hazard a meeting with his master, till the storm had, in some measure, blown over.
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