Sheppard's house,
"forward!"
"Hurrah!" shouted the mob, and the whole phalanx was put in motion in that
direction. ‘Well?’ demanded Miss Froxfield, accepting a glass of lemonade proffered by
a passing lackey. She
shuddered, adding confidentially, ‘You wouldn’t get me in there now, mind. He—he has rather a poor opinion of his contemporaries. "It's better," observed Sheppard, meaningly. But the crowning glory of Jonathan,
that which raised him above all his predecessors in iniquity, and clothed this
name with undying notoriety—was to come. "
"Yes, I will," replied Jack sullenly, "if you beat me in that way. There's a friend of Sir James—a young man, an engraver of
masquerade tickets and caricatures,—his name I believe is Hogarth.
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