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Hogarth, didn't I see you last night at the ridotto with Lady Thornhill and her pretty daughter?" "Me!—no, Sir," stammered Hogarth, colouring. All the initial confidence in herself was gone; her courage was merely a shell to hide the lack. "And equally easy to prove it," replied Jack, giving him the paper he had abstracted from Wild. “Don’t you care for Mr. Jeremiah Jackson, and Mr. He was heartily thankful for it. She reloaded. " "I hope such a thing never will happen again, my dear," observed Wood, mildly, "but, when it does, it will be time to consider what course we ought to pursue.
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