Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. " "Poor Jack!" sighed Thames. ’ ‘I still think you ought to have waited, miss. \"Thanks for coming. You must wait till supper's over. "I declare I'm all in a cold sweat. I do not believe that you will marry David Courtlaw. Her mind wandered back to that fateful day. "I thought you'd have got rid of your ill-humour by this time. At this point Lucy, in an effort perhaps—foolhardy, in Gerald’s opinion—to pour oil on troubled waters, rose swiftly to her feet and came towards the old man, her hand held out. Lucy sat beside him.
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