Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. The service had not proceeded far, when she was greatly disturbed by the entrance of a person who placed himself opposite her, and sought to attract her attention by a number of little arts, surveying her, as he did so, with a very impudent and offensive stare. " He paused, and not without malice. But if I were you, I shouldn't warn Spurlock. She never expected to get her ladyship home alive. ” The lady stood away from the door. ” “You all seem to be trying to pull my leg,” Sir John remarked quietly. ” Her hand fell back into her lap. You called yourself a murderess. The blow had brought him back to the realm of sober thought.
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