A black-garbed young lad leapt out and let down the steps. At the end of two long lines of foot-guards stood the cart with a powerful black horse harnessed to it. There was the same airy grace of movement, the same deep brown hair and alabaster skin. "My father!" she whispered. This young man, whose features, though rather plain and coarse, bore the strongest impress of genius, and who had a dark gray, penetrating eye, so quick in its glances that it seemed to survey twenty objects at once, and yet only to fasten upon one, bore the honoured name of William Hogarth. And there's your liver. ‘I believe that.
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