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Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. It was a habit she had taken from Remenham House, but could not wear because of the colour which must draw attention. “Heavens, look at the time!” she exclaimed. ’ ‘Captain Roding, sir,’ put in Gerald, adding on a jocular note, ‘Another of the green whippersnappers you had to contend with some years back. He was wrapped in a laced roquelaure, which he threw off on his entrance into the room. I have never told you so, or Sydney, but I can sing—rather well. Monroe would lock the whole group of us in the basement, every day. Tol-de-rol!" As Jack concluded his ditty, the door flew open with a crash, and Thames sprang through the aperture. She had been sitting on the bench for two and a half hours, which was uneventful except for the homeless men who begged for change. Wood—" "That's false!" cried a voice behind him. That Mr.
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