” He hesitated, and went off at a tangent. "Why, first," rejoined Austin, "there's Sir James Thornhill, historical painter to his Majesty, and the greatest artist of the day. Sniveling brats, little fatherless bastards, you should breathe a sigh of relief. “I would rather put up with your own efforts, however clumsy. "Egad!" exclaimed Wood, "you've hit the right nail on the head, anyhow. "At length, my vengeance is complete. He entered it; crossed the room, in which there was only a small truckle-bed, over which he stumbled; opened another door and gained the stair-head. Lucy felt her eyes misting up, turning traitor. He became really companionable, discussed the new story he had in mind, and asked some questions about colour. It amounted to two-and-twenty pounds.
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