Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. “I know the place you mean—very good cooking for such an out-of-the-way show. We hide it bravely, but so it is. Ennison,” she said.
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