While he was swinging in mid air, Thames regarded his uncle with a stern look, and cried in a menacing voice, "We shall meet again. ‘Lucky I have you to keep me from Bedlam, then. Sure of foot, noiseless, he made the veranda and paused at the side of one of the screened windows. Do you know whoso portrait this is?" "I do not," replied Thames, repressing his tears, "but I believe it to be the portrait of my father. Even though I knew you’d no one else to care.
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