Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. The girl’s eyes never left his face. “Exceptionally so. See how he gets on, father," he added, appealing to Wood: "the box seems to grow under his hands. ’ ‘Because I was a servant in the vicomte’s house? Things have changed. She fought a compulsive urge to yank his shirt free. Gently each time Ruth drew down the arms. She had just managed to reach it, grabbing for the handle, when the enemy’s cracked command halted her. What he did not know was this: Ruth surrendered these little secrets because the doctor had warned her that the patient must be amused and interested. He turned his back on that temptation. . ” He coughed gently.
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