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Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. It was just as easy to pretend she was watching one when she was actually watching the other. She knew that her voice was superior to Annabel’s, and she had no further qualms. ” She took the blue box from her hoodie and held it towards him. Until this instant, he discovered, he had thought of Melusine’s plan only in a nebulous fashion, a naïve girl’s dream. ” “Very well,” he said. Wood entered the room, followed by Thames. Sheppard, which she gratefully declined. ” He left the room, and she stood motionless, with flaming cheeks, listening to his retreating footsteps.
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