Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. I’ve seen him, and he doesn’t a bit understand. The grim mockery of it!—those South Sea loafers, taking advantage of Enschede's Christianity and imposing upon him, accepting his money and medicines and laughing behind his back! No doubt they made the name a byword and a subject for ribald jest in the waterfront bars. And she’s pluck to the backbone. The music confused and distracted her, and made her struggle against a feeling of intoxication. “That is where I got confused,” he said. His efforts at self-destruction were, however, prevented. "Why? Because I love her! Because I loved her at the start, but was too big a fool to know it!" His own astonishment was quite equal to McClintock's.
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