He had heard me sing—the fool thought himself in love with me. His baggy shorts sagged over knobby knees that tapered into decrepit Reebok sneakers. Too many. " "What is it?" "That you give 'em to me. "Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother. Seems as she don’t trust soldiers easy. It comes to this—am I to be trusted to take care of myself, or am I not?” “To judge from this proposal of yours, I should say not. 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. " "We know it," cried several voices. ” “Of course,” his friend answered. They were in different key, they had a different timbre. “We are, or rather we were, so much alike then that the portrait of either of us would have done for the other. " "Oh, no,—no," replied Mrs. ‘You’re only making things worse, you little idiot. Every one took him for the millionaire, and he had lost his head about me.
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