Her target was a fifty-four year old man who lived with his mother, an obese neighborhood woman, a widow named Dawn Plote. " "I could make a fine sketch of him now," whispered Hogarth to Gay. All at once he saw a way out of the threatening doldrums. For a long time she surveyed a row of towering holly-hocks, as though they offered an explanation. Down that on the right the young culprit was dragged—along that on the left a fainting woman was borne in the arms of several females. When he awoke it was late in the day, and he was surprised to find Blueskin seated by his bedside, watching over him with a drawn sword on his knee, a pistol in each hand, and a blood-stained cloth bound across his brow.
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