” Sir John acknowledged the introduction without cordiality. Fortescue rambled round the garden with soft, propitiatory steps, the Corinthian nose upraised and his hands behind his back, pausing to look long and hard at the fruit-trees against the wall. The following morning found him in the doctor's waiting room, a black cigar turning unlighted in his teeth. For a time Spurlock did not move. " "Perhaps not," replied Jack, carelessly. Light the lantern.
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