Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. But I am sick of tearing up letters and hopeless of getting what I have to say better said. ‘Don’t fob me off, boy. It was not the type of household where one could come and go at all hours, for this she was glad. I will not trust you.
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