Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. With one or two exceptions, there were no pews; and, as the intercourse with London was then but slight, the seats were occupied almost exclusively by the villagers. ’ ‘Tchah!’ He glared at her. She decided not to ask him outright if he wished to make love to her. Set yourself to find it out, if you will—but if you do, never dare to call yourself my friend again. She padded up the stairs to the bedroom, finding that her sheets had been changed with a fresh pillow case to welcome her weary head. 1.
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