Her heart was beating with quite unaccustomed vigour, her hands were hot, she was conscious of a warmth in her blood which the summer sunshine was scarcely responsible for. ” An immense gulf seemed to open between father and daughter as he said these words. She did not therefore reveal to him that he had guaged her with accuracy. " "But you can imagine it. He described her privately to himself as a splendid girl. ” Lucy wanted badly to believe her. ” He walked from his door frame to stand nearer to her. ” She replied. 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.
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