“Can Lucy and I go out for a walk?” Michelle interrupted the violin conversation petulantly. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. The inn was a military haunt.
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