We never supposed you helped yourself to a picture set with diamonds—not we!" "Is the guv'ner consarned in this job?" asked Terence, in a whisper. And here you are!” Her aunt opened all the fingers of her gloved hand in a rhetorical gesture. She was no longer certain that she desired an Englishman, if she must judge of one in particular. Her slender throat was encircled by a black riband, with a small locket attached to it; and upon the top of her head rested a diminutive lace cap. A wide terrace then led to large iron gates,' over which were placed the two celebrated figures of Raving and Melancholy Madness, executed by the elder Cibber, and commemorated by Pope in the Dunciad, in the wellknown lines:— "Close to those walls where Folly holds her throne, And laughs to think Monroe would take her down, Where, o'er the gates, by his famed father's hand, Great Cibber's brazen, brainless brothers stand. “I’m five years older than you, and no end wiser, being a man. Then he had gone away. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. Austin," continued the tapstress; "he's only going on an errand. Twice she smiled, but not unkindly.
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