. ’ For the moment I thought it was a telegram from Gwen. The windows of these rooms were obscured with draperies, their floors a carpet patchwork; the china ornaments on their mantels were of a class apart. ’ ‘Well, don’t bite my head off,’ protested Mrs Sindlesham, clearly amused. ‘Don’t dare address me by such a title. Could you come to tea at my rooms one afternoon, or would you dine with me somewhere, and do a theatre? We could have a private room, of course, if you do not wish to be seen about London, and a box at the theatre. . ” Sir John did not hesitate any longer.
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