He wore a French military undress of the period, with high jack-boots, and a laced hat; and, though his attire indicated no particular rank, he had completely the air of a person of distinction. Hogarth, didn't I see you last night at the ridotto with Lady Thornhill and her pretty daughter?" "Me!—no, Sir," stammered Hogarth, colouring. " And muttering some remarks, which we do not care to repeat, reflecting upon the consistency of the sex, he was preparing once more to depart, when Mrs. “Where have you been? All these hours I have been calling for you. It was at the top of the building, and looked clear over a clustering mass of inferior buildings toward Regent’s Park. When he came to a certain sentence in Brendon’s letter he stopped short and looked up at her.
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