CHAPTER 22
CHAPTER XXII
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Sir Neville Bax had no idea of letting his admiration of Nell Claris's pretty face save her from the terrors of a most rigorous examination.
When she had made the admission upon which the whole matter hinged, and had broken down into tears as a consequence, he gave her very little time to recover her composure, before he went on in a loud, pompous voice: