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"He's safe enough, I assure
you. I would that you
were my own. Advancing with a slow firm step to the stone-block he placed his left foot upon
it, drew himself up to his full height, and fixed a look so stern upon Jonathan,
that the thief-taker quailed before it. ” He did not look at
her. Let alone a girl. He was always deceived by these rustlings which promised wind and seldom
fulfilled that promise. As if God would not continue to mock him so long as his brain held a
human thought! God had given him a pearl without price, and he had
misunderstood until this day. ’
‘Yes, do. 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. ’
Hilary stared. Then he sat down and filled his pipe slowly and
thoughtfully. But over against the world Miss Miniver assembled a small but
energetic minority, the Children of Light—people she described as “being in the
van,” or “altogether in the van,” about whom Ann Veronica’s mind was disposed
to be more sceptical. "Leave him to me," he said. ” He caught up and went on with a sort of clumsiness: “Let me
present you with them and be your voter.
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