My name is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall. Then, very awkwardly, he took a stool and placed it at the end of Ann Veronica’s table, and sat down. Here, turnkey. He had sold half a dozen short tales to thirdrate magazines; but this letter had been issued from a distinguished editorial room, of international reputation. Lucy was silent.
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