Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. Goopes, she was sure was always high-browed and slow and Socratic. Wood; but they never come now. I had gone further than I meant to—with some Englishmen. Her old nurse’s hands returned the pressure. Balked, Melusine halted. The likelihood is that I shan’t see the wench again. Cursing under his breath, Gerald moved swiftly across and dragged her away. Jack had brought away the bunch of keys which he had taken from Quilt Arnold, but, none of them would open it. C.
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