Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. "Safe!" shouted Darrell, as he effected a secure landing. ‘Does Charvill know that this Melusine of yours is here?’ The question distracted Gerald. . I’m sorry Lucy. I took him out of the hands of death. . " "What gives you that idea?" "Well, we could find no letter of credit, no letters, no labels in his clothes—not a single clew to his real identity.
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