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“No thanks. Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. He screamed in pain, doubling over with a howl as she stumbled out of the bed. "The glass never sinks in that way, d'ye see, without a hurricane follerin', I've knowed it often do so in the West Injees. But he might have crept along the left side of the pier, and beneath the further arch; whereas, Wood, as we have seen, took his course upon the right. "Iss, Massa. She did not have to investigate that his door was locked. " "Cannot?" echoed Jack, a slight smile crossing his features. Yet he’s been here for six years, and he’s as much a fixture as that sham mahogany sideboard. By and by—as the paroxysm subsided and he became motionless—she stole back to the bungalow to wait.
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