Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. " The shock of hearing this title pronounced was equally distributed between Ruth and her husband; but it aroused two absolutely different emotions. I consider even now that the present colour is far less becoming. Most of the time, he was hunting and he returned at night. Master Thames Ditton, I'll do your biddin'; and you, Misther Quilt Arnold, may do your worst, I defy you. I can wield a quarterstaff as well as a prize-fighter, and have beaten Figg himself at the broadsword. I don’t know anyone.
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