"I don't know," she answered vaguely. "An idea has just occurred to me," said Gay, "which Jack's narrative has suggested. “You have the ideas. "You'll get nothing out of me, I can promise you, unless you show a little more civility. This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing. ” Part 9 She was sitting brooding over her fire about ten o’clock that night when a sealed and registered envelope was brought up to her. David Courtlaw—Sir John Ferringhall.
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