And this damning evidence―’ with a brusque gesture at the portrait ‘―must also be destroyed. Perhaps you'll call that charity: I call it defeating the ends of justice. Sheppard in the asylum, and take her this, and send her that;—and I've never prevented you, though such mistaken liberality's enough to provoke a saint. But I wrapped it in that nun’s gear you give me. ‘I do not steal,’ declared the lady hotly. You promise to become a first-rate workman. Then she glanced at the cards again, over which her aunt’s many-ringed hand played, and then at the rather weak, rather plump face that surveyed its operations. But he only went home again to Paddington. 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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