Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. But it’s only now I’m able to do it. He read but little, and that chiefly healthy light fiction with chromatic titles, The Red Sword, The Black Helmet, The Purple Robe, also in order “to distract his mind. I'm nearly nabbing you. Unless it was a jewel or locket of some kind. During all their long comradeship he had never so much as ventured to hold her fingers.
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