Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. And there was that dress of hers! She must be warned that she had been imposed upon. And you need not fear that I shall not give back the sword when I have finished using it. Supposing the wire should break and her head tumble off her shoulders into the street? The whimsey caused another smile to ripple across her lips. “You too were deceived. She made a few protests, a few excuses for her action in accepting him, a few lame explanations, but he did not heed them or care for them. My profession has hardened me. No matter.
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