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They drove
rapidly through the emptying streets. Lucy heard a stir, but if
Dawn Plote were to arise and come into the room, it
could only mean two murders tonight. Chapter XXX
SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE
Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing
letters. Manning’s handwriting had an air of being clear without being easily
legible; it was large and rather roundish, with a lack of definition about the
letters and a disposition to treat the large ones as liberal-minded people
nowadays treat opinions, as all amounting to the same thing really—a yearssmoothed boyish rather than an adult hand. ’
He saw that Mrs Sindlesham, for all her vaunted freedom of speech, was
honestly shocked by this revelation. For a time
he would be the grim Protestant Flagellant, pursuing the idea of self-castigation. Smith will tell you I'm misinformed, also, on that
point. 3.
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