97 “For what, kiddo?” Larry turned his head slightly to one side. Prior to the great adventure, her mirrors had been the still pools in the rocks after the ebb. ’ ‘I’m coming to that. ’ ‘Comment? You wish to murder me?’ ‘No, I wish to beat you,’ he retorted. “Here we are, living in the same suburb,” he began. "But if it is thy will to take me from him," she continued, as soon as her emotion permitted her,—"if he must be left an orphan amid strangers, implant, I beseech thee, a mother's feelings in some other bosom, and raise up a friend, who shall be to him what I would have been. It was easy to discover that he was a knave, but equally easy to perceive that he was a pleasant fellow; a combination of qualities by no means of rare occurrence. God! I have cheated myself into a belief that the boy perished! And now my worst fears are realized —he lives!" "As yet," returned Jonathan, with fearful emphasis. .
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