The doctor walked over to the bed, folded his arms across his chest and stared down into the unabashed eyes of his patient. At last in a street near the Hampstead Road she hit upon a room that had an exceptional quality of space and order, and a tall woman with a kindly face to show it. “It is a great art,” she said in broken English. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters.
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