She put her head out of the window. Spurlock plodded through the heavy sand, leaden in the heart and mind as well as in the feet. He wore a French military undress of the period, with high jack-boots, and a laced hat; and, though his attire indicated no particular rank, he had completely the air of a person of distinction. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. “It would have been rash and unwise,” she said at the end of a meditation.
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