Everything was fresh and
bright, from the kindly manners of the Frutigen cobbler, who hammered
mountain nails into her boots, to the unfamiliar wild flowers that spangled the
wayside. 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. After a while one began
to talk. The sun shined weakly through brief pinpricks
90
in the thick cloud cover, the weather was brewing a
storm. The houses overhung in a
frightful manner, and looked as if the next gust would precipitate them into the
river. He likewise gave directions that in the after part of the day a
whole bullock should be roasted on the green and distributed, together with a
barrel of the strongest ale. She threw the bags of marijuana and a
tiny bag of white powder he had in the sewer,
unfortunately they were his only worldly possessions. ’
‘Some of them more pleasurable than others, I take it. She twanged the
catgut under her fingers.
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