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There's a friend of Sir James—a young man, an engraver of masquerade tickets and caricatures,—his name I believe is Hogarth. As soon as she noticed the stranger, she honoured him with an extremely impudent stare, and scarcely endeavoured to disguise the admiration with which his good looks impressed her. Kneebone begged him to take the prisoner into the churchyard. " "Who cares if we do?" retorted Sheppard, with a look of defiance. The younger of the two, who was seated next to Jack, and seemed to monopolize his attention, could not be more than seventeen, though her person had all the maturity of twenty. You and the girl have made it soft for him, and I'm going to make it soft for him.
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