He stopped, panting hard, slamming his cane to the floor to make use of its much-needed support. Perhaps it was just as well there was no inherited memory. ‘He’d have been that happy if he’d known how you’re the spit of her, miss. Then he took the pulse. Byrom,—a poet of whom his native town, Manchester, may be justly proud; and his features and figure have been preserved by the most illustrious of his companions on the present occasion,—Hogarth,—in the levée in the "Rake's Progress," and in "Southwark Fair. One or two landladies refused her with an air of conscious virtue that she found hard to explain. Sudden indignation boiled up in him.
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