Finally, at the exit into Regent’s Park, they ran against Miss Klegg. Gerald was conscious of that sliver of irritation again at mention of the name. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. She wanted to cry out upon herself for the uttermost fool in existence. Indeed, if he had been ignorant of it, the sound of voices which he could faintly distinguish, would have served as a caution to him. “I’ll ruin your suit. To be exact, it was just sixteen hours and twenty minutes. In Paris, in July, a raging mob had stormed the Bastille, provoking circumspect aristocrats to uproot themselves and take refuge abroad. ‘Don’t concern yourself, Hilary. A loud buzz of curiosity circulated among the domestics; some of whom— especially the females—leaned forward to obtain a peep at the culprit. So far the thing was acceptable enough. I went to her rooms to-night.
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