"Why, first," rejoined Austin, "there's Sir James Thornhill, historical painter to his Majesty, and the greatest artist of the day. "Sir Cecil is no more. “There is some one else whom I care for!” He laughed hardly. . ‘She wormed it out of me, the little fiend. " So saying, he threw himself into a chair. " With these words, he tore the mantle from Wood's back, and, perceiving the child, endeavoured to seize it.
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