Hogarth, didn't I see you last night at the ridotto with Lady Thornhill and her pretty daughter?" "Me!—no, Sir," stammered Hogarth, colouring. " "That's not my game. More strange stories were told of it than of any other house in London. But you must tell her. Do you accept it?" "Dear Thames!" "Forgive this ill-timed avowal of my love. She turned a resolute face southward. She reminded him of his linnet, when he gave the bird the freedom of the house: it became filled with a wild gaiety which bordered on madness.
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