. Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. I'm almost sorry your suspicions are unfounded, if your father in any way resembled you, my youngster. You—It’s jolly of you to confide in me. ” “How old-fashioned of you, Lucy. She would be enduing this chap with attributes he did not possess, clothing him in fictional ruffles. " "Lord bless us!" ejaculated Wood, "how shocking! No, I did not know that. Further on, there were impressions of bloody footsteps along the floor. 7 or obtain permission for the use of the work and the Project Gutenberg-tm trademark as set forth in paragraphs 1. She had been in the drawing-room for a few minutes before the gong had sounded, and had chattered gaily to every one. Immediately a feathered hat emerged, under which a familiar countenance was visible. ” Ann Veronica reflected for an instant “That’s why I think I ought to come. ‘See that writing table? Go and look in the drawer there.
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