Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. McClintock will be tuning up the piano to-day. I am yours for the making over. Still, he was puzzled because McClintock had not spoken. It is Anna again who stands between me and ruin. . "Your son," answered the boy. If it is that I am in the least French, and that you do not like it—’ ‘I don’t like it,’ snapped the old man. " "You know best," replied Jonathan, sneeringly; "but if I were in your place I would take the chance of a future and uncertain risk to avoid a present and certain peril. Before he could make the thrust, however, he was seized behind by Ireton, who flung himself upon him. Spurlock stepped into the room. . Which is also puzzling. " "Fill your glasses, gentlemen," observed Ireton, "and I'll tell you a droll thing Jack said this morning.
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