Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. Nasty, damp passages. “Whither away?” he said, very distinctly in a curiously wheedling voice. ’ ‘I thought so,’ Gerald said with satisfaction. The girl is in it as deeply as he is. “Exactly. It will be altogether you.
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