Hogarth, didn't I see you last night at the ridotto with Lady Thornhill and her pretty daughter?" "Me!—no, Sir," stammered Hogarth, colouring. Her skin prickled. She forced herself not to think of John. Sheppard, averting her face to hide her tears. \"Shhh! He rolled onto his back again, raising himself in alarm. It seemed to him that a sort of mist had risen up between them. ‘Seems to me like you know just about as much as me. He's a model of conjugal attachment and fidelity, a pattern to his family, and an example to his neighbours.
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