During this dreadful pause the wretched man felt for his sword. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. He won’t be in uniform. Gracious, there’s the gong. . "And who is this Van Gal—Gal—what's his outlandish name?" "Van Galgebrok," replied the widow. White’s boarding-house in Russell Square. ” 174 < 21 > THANKSGIVING She padded softly up the old stairs, exhausted and elated. She looked up and said, a little breathlessly, “I’m sorry, aunt, but I don’t think I can. Sc. ‘And I wouldn’t be no sort of a man if I’d heard what I heard, and gone off and left you. He ushered them with an amiable flat hand into a minute apartment with a little gas-stove, a silk crimson-covered sofa, and a bright little table, gay with napery and hot-house flowers.
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