Mr. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. . ‘There you have soldiers. ‘The fact of it is,’ I said, ‘I’m the new playwright, Thomas More. We were to live in some wretched London suburb.
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