‘Woof!’ uttered Trodger, gazing at the lady in some awe. The ladies were, as usual, very gaily dressed; and as usual, also, had resorted to art to heighten their attractions— From patches, justly placed, they borrow'd graces, And with vermilion lacquer'd o'er their faces. The elastic spirits of youth resumed their sway; and, before the coach stopped, his tears had ceased to flow. She brought her face to his chest, turning her head sideways so he would not notice her elongated canines. There was a deep groan, and the sound of a fall within.
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