She ignored his question. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. “No doubt about that,” Meddoes continued. There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. Papa has sent me to be religieuse. "What is all this, dear Winny?" inquired Thames, as soon as they were alone.
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