I told you no good would come of it. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. ’ He did as she bid him, and was very soon rewarded by the discovery of an oval miniature, encased in gold. The spy—if there was one hiding out in the late Jarvis Remenham’s empty house—would be taken unawares. This was to pass under the arch, along the narrow ledge of the starling, and, if possible, attain the eastern platform, where, protected by the bridge, he would suffer less from the excessive violence of the gale.
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