I didn't mean it. 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. By his side sat a remarkably stout dame, to whom he paid as much attention as it was in his iron nature to pay. ” He resumed, after a mouthful: “Here is a girl of sixteen or seventeen, seventeen and a half to be exact, running about, as one might say, in London. I found him once in my rooms, and I believe that he had a key to my front door. “You see, dear, one IS passionately anxious for something—what is it? One wants to be CLEAN. Amongst other things, he had just brought down an old laced bavaroy, a species of surtout much worn at the period.
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