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“That’s all,” she said “I’m afraid I’m a little confused about these things. 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. It had ceased raining, but the atmosphere was moist and chill, and the ground deluged by the recent showers. Lucy thought of a song that she had not been able to get out of her head since the Fifties.
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