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"Lord, if I can only remember to write it exactly as you told it!" He jumped to his feet. 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. “Grail!” said Ann Veronica, and then: “Oh, yes—of course! Anything but a holy one, I’m afraid. Oh, I grew fond of you as the years went by. " "Quite the contrary," rejoined the woollen-draper, laughing good-humouredly.
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