Forgetting the dark thoughts of his last brush with the girl, he dropped the dagger back in his pocket, quickened his pace, and went back into the house to look for his hostess. " The course of the carpenter's meditations was here interrupted by a loud note of lamentation from the child, who, disturbed by the transfer, and not receiving the gentle solace to which he was ordinarily accustomed, raised his voice to the utmost, and exerted his feeble strength to escape. His business has thriven; legacies have unexpectedly dropped into his lap; and, to crown all, he has made a large fortune by a lucky speculation in South-Sea stock,—made it, too, where so many others have lost fortunes, your humble servant amongst the number—ha! ha! In a word, Sir, Mr. "What for?" demanded Wood. Her father intercepted her, and for a moment she and he struggled with their hands upon the latch. Nicholas is dead. “Because I hate you!” She spat. ’ ‘The tables, they are turned, I think,’ she returned. Standing on tiptoe, on a joint-stool, placed upon the bench, with his back to the door, and a clasp-knife in his hand, this youngster, instead of executing his appointed task, was occupied in carving his name upon a beam, overhead. “I hope you are going to Carey House. " A moment afterwards, they quitted the house. ‘Leave it, imbecile. A pity, en effet, that she dare not truly desire him to rescue her. Very quietly, he added, “Oh Lucia, I’m sorry. " Sheppard immediately complied with the painter's request; while Gay and Figg drew back on one side, and Hogarth on the other.
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