And don’t tell me what you’ve been up to, dashing off to Remenham House with that Kimble lad, and Lord knows what besides, because I don’t want to know. You aren’t afraid of thunder, are you?” He asked. We looked upon you, my dear Sir John, with reverence, almost with awe. “If it will keep you busy,” he said, with a faintly ironical smile.
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