‘More nor that. You are my wife now and you belong to me. Come into the parlour, Winifred, and dry your eyes directly, or I'll send you to bed. "Dear me!" she added, as she pledged the amorous woollen-draper, "what a beautiful ring that is. "Ah!" he exclaimed, in a tone of anguish. " "I'll give you something better worth keeping," she answered, detaching the ornament from her neck, and presenting it to him; "this contains a lock of my hair, and may remind you sometimes of your little sister. Then she sat down—uninvited— and looked from one to the other curiously. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. Mama will be expecting me.
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