This young man, whose features, though rather plain and coarse, bore the strongest impress of genius, and who had a dark gray, penetrating eye, so quick in its glances that it seemed to survey twenty objects at once, and yet only to fasten upon one, bore the honoured name of William Hogarth. It gave her joy to see them laughing, even though she was unsure of what she had done wrong. “I changed my last shilling yesterday. ‘Her purpose, if you will believe me, is to get herself a dowry so that she may marry an Englishman. " "Oh!" exclaimed the widow, covering her face with her hands. Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. Stay where you are, Mr. Spurlock stared at Ruth across the rim of his bowl.
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