“And think, think”—her voice sank
—“of the horrible coarseness!”
“What coarseness?” said Ann Veronica. ”
“I know—” said Ramage, with sympathy. "
The doctor hesitated, puffing his tobacco hastily. "All right. Chapter XXX
SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE
Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing
letters. The spinsters—who on the morrow would
vanish out of the girl's life for ever—had already left their imprint upon her
imagination. "
"I have promised. “Umph!” he said, and regarded his letter doubtfully before consigning it to the
pillar-box. I am already too much flattered
that you should have given me your confidence. As soon as
he became convalescent, and all fears of his premature dissolution were at an
end, Wild recommenced his rigorous treatment. "Agreed," responded the Master. I hate what I am. Mike’s a fireman and he’s got kids too.
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