The little room was fragrant with flowers, Anna herself bright, and with all the evidences of well being. Living, he knew that he would never send that letter. “Have you not missed me?” He inquired. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. At least for one moment, it was.
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