sometimes reason with him; they would point out to him how impossible it was to paint by gaslight, ...
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forgive you, it's a lemonade.' 'But, O, Finsbury, what are we to do with it?' walled the artist, l...
Pitman did not reply, but continued to gaze disconsolately on his image in the glass. 'Do you know...
'Yes, it's a--rather a rough day,' said the artist; and then, feeling that he must change the conve...
both, until you get the letters; if you can't, God help us, we must go to court and Thomas must be ...
sell aesthetic photographs out of a leather case to another and very youthful gentleman with a yell...
brightened up Forsyth, and drunk a devil of a lot of most indifferent liquor. Let's top off with a ...
he felt himself a man at last; and the muse who presides over the police romance, a lady presumably...
note.' Between the possibility of being hanged in all innocence, and the certainty of a public and...
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Miss Hazeltine; and Joseph, though he was a mild enough soul, regarded his nephew with something ve...
'Julia leaves this place tomorrow,' replied Morris. 'She must go up to town and get the house ready...
'My God!' he cried. 'Uncle Joseph!' 'Yes,' said John, 'where can he be? He can't be far off. I hope...
on the morrow a light but solid two-wheeled cart; so that when they entered in their new character,...
'You must have seen a deal, sir,' remarked the carrier, touching up his horse; 'I wish I could have...