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This young man, whose features, though rather plain and coarse, bore the strongest impress of genius, and who had a dark gray, penetrating eye, so quick in its glances that it seemed to survey twenty objects at once, and yet only to fasten upon one, bore the honoured name of William Hogarth. "I've set a trap for him. I suppose I was a little idiotic—I don’t think we either of us mentioned the future, but it was arranged that I should go the next afternoon and have tea with her. And I've made up my mind that a husband ought to believe only half that he hears, and nothing that he sees. Charcoal. ’ He could just see the glare. She cried out his name in ecstasy.
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