. "Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother. He was entranced as she walked towards him. ’ ‘So I infer. "Is your master at home?" inquired the jailer. He opened his eyes, protestingly, and beheld the realization of his dream. I had to ask Mr. He said simply that he wanted her to live at home. The next page was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his face, or what she had remembered of it. ‘You ought to be glad someone cares enough about your wretched little neck to try and save it.
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