Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. It was like the grin of a fiend, and made my flesh creep on my bones. I hope that she is okay. \" \"Not this Saturday, sweetie. But, what brought you here?" "Excuse me, Sir Rowland. Though nearly dark, there was still light enough left to enable him to discern surrounding objects.
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