The above description of —the great Figg, by the prize-fighting swains Sole monarch acknowledged of Mary'bone plains— may sound somewhat tame by the side of the glowing account given of him by his gallant biographer, who asserts that "there was a majesty shone in his countenance, and blazed in his actions, beyond all I ever saw;" but it may, possibly, convey a more accurate notion of his personal appearance. “Hello, Gwen!” said Ann Veronica, trying to put every one at their ease. The dress came to her only too manifestly unwashed from its former wearer; even the under-linen they gave her seemed unclean. “Look here, daddy,” she said, in a tone of great reasonableness, “I MUST go to that dance, you know. "Red apples and snow!" she sent back at him, her face suddenly transfixed by some inner glory. ” “I’m afraid it can’t. Folks don’t like ’em. " Sir Rowland moved irresolutely towards the door, but recoiled before a sad spectacle. Oh, and weeks and months of thought and feeling there are bottled up too. All the events of the previous day rushed to his recollection; and though he had been unintentionally the cause of his mother's death, he reproached himself as severely as if he had been her actual murderer.
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