“I suppose all life is an affair of chances. He grabbed her wrist and prised the weapon from her fingers, ignoring her other hand that clawed at his to try to retain the trophy. You did not complain then that I personated you—no, nor when Sir John came to me in Paris, and for your sake I lied. ’ For a moment or two there was dead silence in the parlour. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. Neither Charvill nor his heir know anything of your presence in England. The conversation which her entrance had interrupted began to buzz again all around her.
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