“Would you wait for me?” Manning was silent for a space. That handsome, finely drawn face belonged to a soul with clean ideals. "Where is he, then?" demanded the other, hastily. “Perhaps you will not object to answering one for me. It did not take a mind reader to glean that she had suddenly gained the boy’s obsessive attention. They talked lightly but confidentially until Sir John approached them with a slight frown upon his face. Unlocking it, he entered the chamber, which by no means belied its external appearance. “Hand me the Jergens lotion, will you? How’d it go with John?” She asked.
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