His brows drew a little nearer together. Solomon Smith, chapmen, (or what in modern vulgar parlance would be termed bagmen) travelling to procure orders for the house of an eminent cloth manufacturer in Manchester. I got to have you under guard in the gatehouse, I can see that. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. ‘I’m taking you to Gerald, my girl. Just let him down easy, Lucy. ’ The lady looked unexpectedly smug. Elegant, a little scornful, she leaned slightly against the back of a chair and looked him steadily in the eyes.
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