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“I don’t care a rap for remembering. We are both graduates of Yale. “How do you know—why do you think that my name is Anna?” He smiled in a quietly superior way. ‘How could you possibly know it?’ ‘I know it,’ Lucilla told him frostily, ‘because Dorothée told me that Madame Valade went off with Gerald positively purring in her ear—which is a thing he never does—and came back with him looking like the cat after cream. I don’t care if you’re not a virgin, that’s not how I really am. You haven’t an idea what the sort of employment you could get there would be like, the sort of people you would be mixed up with. Wood had been my father, as well as yours. 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.
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