"That's fine," said O'Higgins. Upon which Mrs. Ramage went up the Avenue, and she hurried along the path with a beating heart and a disagreeable sense of unsolved problems in her mind. I can assure you, I wouldn’t be single again for worlds. May I do so to-day?” “It’s your gate,” she said, amiably; “you got it first. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters.
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