Sometimes I tremble, Anna, to think how near I came to passing through life without a single glimpse, a moment’s revelation of this greatest and most awful of mysteries, the mystery of primaeval nature. He saw her eyes pass him and settle on a fleetingly pretty strawberry blond girl and her effeminate father. “Annabel at last,” he shouted. “My sister,” she murmured, “is so independent. I know now that I was mistaken. ‘What are you, a nincompoop? She was Nicholas’s wife, of course. She could hear him from the lower floor as he locked the gates and drew up the wooden part of the bridge. 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. Jackson. That is what my mother used to call me.
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