" "I could make a fine sketch of him now," whispered Hogarth to Gay. I sha'n't cry any more. On the contrary, his glass was never idle, and finding it not filled quite so frequently as he desired, he applied himself, notwithstanding the expressive looks and muttered remonstrances of Mr. Sir John, who was standing outside, looked past him at the girl still sitting in the shadow. "In with him!" "Ay—ay, yer hon'r," cried the foremost chairman, lending a helping hand.
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