Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. No blowzy barmaids for him to-day: an American bar-keep to whom he could tell his troubles and receive the proper meed of sympathy. . "You are out betimes this morning, Mr. “It is your sister and her husband,” he said. At this point a carriage with servants in sumptuous liveries was stationed.
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