‘May I, indeed? I’ll take you up on that. "Why, of hanging the fellow who acts as his jackal; one Blake, or Blueskin, I think he's called. " After narrowly examining the countenance of the sitter, and motioning him with his pencil into a particular attitude, Sir James Thornhill commenced operations; and, while he rapidly transferred his lineaments to the canvass, engaged him in conversation, in the course of which he artfully contrived to draw him into a recital of his adventures. This obstacle, which appeared to preclude the possibility of egress in that quarter, was speedily got rid of. Presently he felt motion. He touched her hand, soft and cool to his fingers—she turned at once to look at him.
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