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. To simplify matters, he carried a coloured paper lantern upon which his license number was painted in Arabic numerals. Lucy stole her last chance to observe Martin Chen, looking provocatively into his 257 eyes as the door was shut. The above description of —the great Figg, by the prize-fighting swains Sole monarch acknowledged of Mary'bone plains— may sound somewhat tame by the side of the glowing account given of him by his gallant biographer, who asserts that "there was a majesty shone in his countenance, and blazed in his actions, beyond all I ever saw;" but it may, possibly, convey a more accurate notion of his personal appearance. Surely it was a dream. Wood could stand it no longer. “I don’t think you see,” she replied, with tears on her cheeks, and her brows knitting, “how it shames and, ah!—disgraces me—AH TISHU!” She put down the tray with a concussion on her toilet-table. ‘I do not know the word in English. ’ For a moment he looked daunted. The solemn strokes were immediately answered by a multitude of chimes, sounding across the Thames, amongst which the deep note of Saint Paul's was plainly distinguishable. A silence ensued.
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