Above the work-table was a drop-light—kerosene. I had been about as foolish and selfish as a girl could be. Hogarth, didn't I see you last night at the ridotto with Lady Thornhill and her pretty daughter?" "Me!—no, Sir," stammered Hogarth, colouring. “May you have as much good fortune as you deserve, but not enough to make you forget us. Tears flowed in rivulets down 121 her cheeks and she began to cry. Gazing into each other's eyes with new-found rapture, neither observed the sudden appearance in the doorway of an elderly woman in travel-stained linen.
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