CHAPTER VI.

THE MOTHER AND SON — CHANGES.

sys MORTIMER was standing at
J] the window as the two boys came
in sight. There was no anger in her face,
but an anxious, grieved expression, as she
hastened to open the front door. Clare did
~ not dare to look her i the face, but the dis-
order of his looks, his flushed cheeks and the
smell of the wine which still lingered about
him, told their own story. |
Mrs. Mortimer tried to speak, but abn
not. She clasped her misguided boy in her
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