Prom a knot of idlers at a public-house, he learnt that Jonathan Wild had just ridden past, and that his setters were scouring the country in every direction. There had been fusses and scenes dimly apprehended through half-open doors. You are an artist by the Divine right of birth, but whatever form of expression may come to you at some time it will not be painting. You get the idea. Behind the Avenue was a little hill, and an iron-fenced path went over the crest of this to a stile under an elm-tree, and forked there, with one branch going back into the Avenue again.
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