Of this boy she had only caught a glimpse;—but that glimpse was sufficient to satisfy her it was her son,—and, if she could have questioned her own instinctive love, she could not question her antipathy, when she beheld, partly concealed by a pillar immediately in the rear of the woollen-draper, the dark figure and truculent features of Jonathan Wild. Nevertheless it was overwhelming. “Why—it’s—it’s you!” Amazement seemed to dry up the torrents of his speech. The Becks were the best foster family that she had ever had. Now Owen Wood had one fair child, Unlike her mother, meek and mild; Her love the draper strove to gain, But she repaid him with disdain. " "Oh! certainly," answered Griffin; "certainly. The hand which the man had been holding hung limp and nerveless at her side. She was interested by the swearing of the witnesses. “Our ways happened to lie together.
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