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“My friends,” she said, “my dear friends, I am going to make the same answer to all of you—and that is perhaps you will say no answer at all. During the wet monsoon the west beach was always littered. He was in a curious state of desperation. I, too, want to understand—to walk with my head in the light. Grandmothers and grandfathers and uncles and aunts … to love and to coddle lonely little girls. ” The man nodded. 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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