"Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother. Her eyes travelled about the room as if in appeal to the very chairs. He had nothing to guide him; for though the torches were blazing ruddily below, their gleam fell only on the side of the building. He leaned forward, and looked into the eyes of the woman he loved, and it seemed to him that she sang back to him with a sudden note of something like passion breaking here and there through the gay mocking words which flowed with such effortless and seductive music from her lips. “Oh, you know,” she said. “TROUSERS!” she whispered.
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