Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. “I wish I could make every woman, every girl, see this as clearly as I see it—just what the Vote means to us. "By G—! she has missed her footing. " "I tell you what, Jack," said Gay, "I've several urgent engagements this morning; but I'll return to-morrow, and hear the rest of your story. "A sail?" said McClintock. Don’t be afraid that I shall stunt it. .
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