" "Why, what'll you do?" demanded the turnkey. Spurlock lay with his head on his arms, asleep. "Where am I to take it to?" asked Sheppard. ‘You were his daughter. 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. " Spurlock's glance shot up, flaming again. I'll send you word when I catch him.
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