It’s not
like we’re getting married. In the evening, a band of village musicians, accompanied by most of the young
inhabitants of Willesden, strolled out to Dollis Hill, where they formed a rustic
concert under the great elm before the door. “How are you, Lucy?” Martin ran to catch her in the
crowded hall. Byrom,—a poet of whom his native town, Manchester, may be justly
proud; and his features and figure have been preserved by the most illustrious of
his companions on the present occasion,—Hogarth,—in the levée in the "Rake's
Progress," and in "Southwark Fair. With his chisel so fine, tra la!
"There!" cried the boy, leaping from the stool, and drawing back a few paces on
the bench to examine his performance,—"that'll do. There was nothing on her
face to hint of the misery that brimmed her heart this morning.
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