At the open door stood a young man in a rich garb with a mask on his face, who was encouraging the mob by words and gestures. She loved the market, the horses trotting about, the bishops forced to be on the same road with old washer-women, the fools begging for a Florin or a ducat. "We'll see," returned the thief-taker. The hansom sped through the crowded streets. "Why, first," rejoined Austin, "there's Sir James Thornhill, historical painter to his Majesty, and the greatest artist of the day.
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