"There it is!" cried Sir James, eagerly. It was in the quiet streets and squares toward Oxford Street that it first came into her head disagreeably that she herself was being followed. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. Lucy found solace in the lack of sunshine, but the November cold was over the top, even for Illinois. Neither Charvill nor his heir know anything of your presence in England. She came into the room.
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