Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. But I sent him the longest way about. “I suppose, Vee, you don’t see much of those Widgetts now?” “I go in and talk to Constance sometimes. “I’ll get a towel. “Oh my God! You sounded like my Grandma just now! How did you do that?” He asked, shocked.
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