“Mean as an old mule, too. By this time Capes’ hair had bleached nearly white, and his skin had become a skin of red copper shot with gold. Hogarth, didn't I see you last night at the ridotto with Lady Thornhill and her pretty daughter?" "Me!—no, Sir," stammered Hogarth, colouring. In the next box hangs the rope by which he suffered.
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