Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. She could not risk going in the door, lest she run into Larry or Cathy drinking a nocturnal glass of milk or Mike raiding the refrigerator for snacks. Martha had not been pleased to find her spare one borrowed for that expedition when the major had found her outside the ballroom. To-night all this may seem hard and cruel. “Have you not missed me?” He inquired.
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