I was a novelty. I owe his mother one, and will repay the debt, with interest, to her son. I need only just jump up and throw myself upon you. ‘It—it is—nothing,’ she uttered jerkily. A disconcerting gray eye that had a mystifying depth. You have been to me like a mother, not only a wetnurse. If Jack Sheppard or his mother ever enter this house again, I leave it—that's all. The tears were streaming down her face, her voice was thick with sobs. “I remember when you walked me home. That she possessed any sense of humour was in itself one of those human miracles which metaphysicians are always pothering over without arriving anywhere; for her previous environment had been particularly humourless.
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