The crowning aspect of the incident, for her mind, was the discovery that he and her indiscretion with him no longer mattered very much. She gathered stones to place upon the makeshift grave. "Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack. They conversed, or more or less she interviewed him. He remembered little whispered speeches of hers, so like the Annabel of Paris, so unlike the woman he loved, a hundred little things should have told him long ago. She had been so busy with life that, for a vast gulf of time, as it seemed, she had given no thought to those ancient, imagined things of her childhood. We’re the hysterical animal, Mr. " The Chinaman paused. Her eyes were dilated— fixed in a horrified stare at the parting in the curtains which hung before the window. No matter. I do not think that I have the Bohemian spirit at all.
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