Hill sat up on the pavement and mopped the blood from his cheek. There's a friend of Sir James—a young man, an engraver of masquerade tickets and caricatures,—his name I believe is Hogarth. Most of the horses were dead, all but three stallions and two mares left among what was once a thriving stable. If it came at all, it was as fleeting as the girl's smile. Eggs were procured for her, and she sat out the subsequent emotions and eloquence with the dignity becoming an injured lady of good family. ’ The sharp eyes twinkled.
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