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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. It was evident the lady’s servant knew his mistress, for he had come equipped
with a tray upon which reposed a decanter and two glasses. But no more of that. ‘Do not imagine that I will leave poor Jacques. ’
‘Nothing of the sort,’ Gerald said calmly, sipping at his burgundy. I simply warn you.
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