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. His stories had enchanted her, even if in some deep corner of her heart she guessed they were not entirely true. She leaned forward and addressed him. She visualized him as in a policeman’s uniform and quite impassive. Hastening along the passage he came to the sixth door. Lucy turned and faced the strawberry blonde behind her, gesturing rapidly with a folded origami triangle, evidently the newest form of note. She looked upon it with pity as she drank his diabetic blood and saw that several of his fingers were missing. Rich folks, once. Knowing the South Seas from hearsay and by travel, he knew something of that inertia which blunted the fineness, innate and acquired, of white men and women, the eternal warfare against indifference and slovenliness. A little table covered with a damask cloth was dragged out. I'd have got something nice. "I couldn't bear to see you in it. ‘The man’s gone,’ her old nurse told her, when she had recovered a little.
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