Wood, bursting into tears, "God bless you!" Jack extended his hand towards him, and looked anxiously for Thames; but he was nowhere to be seen. ‘Might have forgiven him,’ he muttered under his breath, ‘if he hadn’t taken the babe. There's a friend of Sir James—a young man, an engraver of masquerade tickets and caricatures,—his name I believe is Hogarth. ’ ‘Unfair!’ echoed his junior. "You want me, then?" she said.
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