Wood governs me?" "It's plain you can't govern yourself, at all events," replied Jack coolly; "but, be that as it may, I won't be struck for nothing. Outside in the hall he paused and thoughtfully stroked his smooth blue chin. . He’s a prig to the finger-tips, is Sir John—doesn’t know what an artist is. He has been bottling it up all the way from West Kensington. . ‘I dare say the best plan will be for me to bring her to see you, after all.
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