I'm as much astonished as you. Spurlock was no longer a man before this instinct; he was a child in trouble. . ” Shari replied sarcastically. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha.
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