Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. Jonathan, however, was nowhere to be seen. But first, we’ve got to secure the convent. “Upon my word,” he exclaimed, “this is most extraordinary. I’m sorry Lucy. They talked lightly but confidentially until Sir John approached them with a slight frown upon his face. It comes to this—am I to be trusted to take care of myself, or am I not?” “To judge from this proposal of yours, I should say not. “That is where I got confused,” he said. ‘Yes, miss.
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