"What's that you're taking to Sir Rowland Trenchard's?" "Only a box, Sir," answered Sheppard, emptying the glass. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. Lucia dismissed the rumors, as it was not likely an archbishop would renege on his duties to become her personal doctor. Only she was conscious of an unfamiliar and wonderful emotion. I want to love him.
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