" "I hope they are, Sir," answered Mrs. I am absolutely certain that up to the present we have escaped all notice, and I do not believe that any casual observer would take us for English people. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. Hobson was not 147 amused by the situation, which handled wrongly, could lose him his job. "Good gracious! so I do," exclaimed his amiable consort.
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