She stole the opportunity to peer at his departing figure from the closed curtains of the front room window, his shoulders slumped forward, his posture and his ego slightly deflated. The chance it is the same for both. A few minutes later Sir John left the room. His voice had broken. But what did he know beyond these facts? Nothing, clearly. The silence grew unbearable, so she asked, \"What is your surname, John?\" \"My surname? You mean my last name?\" \"Yes. To settle things, you know. Nor can we.
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