He sat with folded arms and knitted brows, thinking intently. The natural gaiety of the place seemed to have affected them both. While the cloth was laid, the host and Thames descended to the cellar, whence they returned, laden with a number of flasks of the same form, and apparently destined to the same use as those depicted in Hogarth's delectable print—the Modern Midnight Conversation. . "Zounds! what's that!" he cried, as the noise of a scuffle was heard behind them. " "That, alone, ought to have prevented you from acting as you did, Jack," returned Thames, gravely. But he had shown no desire for information, no curiosity. " But she did not complete the thought aloud. "Hear me!" cried Thames, bursting into tears. “I did not,” Anna answered.
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