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” To her relief, Trodger sent one of his men posthaste to London with this missive, while the other went to fetch the horse, having been given precise directions on how to negotiate the passage so that he might find it at the other end. A detective will be here in a few moments to make inquiries into this affair. I do not wish for you to see me feed. But I see now. ” “A—what?” Anna asked. " The chair was then rapidly put in motion, and speedily disappeared. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. His pale and boyish waist was nearly as slim as her own. If only he had known it, sympathy was almost entirely with him. He did not love Ruth. It would hurt no one.
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