Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. “Thanks, Mister McCloskey. I want to talk to you, and I must return tomorrow. But Blueskin was not to be silenced. Then he looked across at Mrs Sindlesham. They confronted each other, barely feet apart, neither apparently any longer aware of anyone else in the room. ” “Don’t say that,” Sydney begged.
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