” “It is you,” he cried, “you, who are talking folly, when you speak of friendship between you and me. ’ Then she jammed her hat on her head all anyhow and ran from the room. Hogarth, didn't I see you last night at the ridotto with Lady Thornhill and her pretty daughter?" "Me!—no, Sir," stammered Hogarth, colouring. ‘The fact of it is,’ I said, ‘I’m the new playwright, Thomas More. “I expected you this morning,” he said. ‘And I wouldn’t be no sort of a man if I’d heard what I heard, and gone off and left you. "Take a drop of brandy before we start, watchman," said Wood, pouring out a glass of spirit, and presenting it to Terence, who smacked his lips as he disposed of it.
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