Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. ‘What’s this? Impertinence! French manners, is it?’ ‘Grace à vous,’ Melusine threw at him fiercely. “Annabel,” she said, “I have never asked you for your confidence. “I have been amusing myself up to now by trying to earn my living,” she replied.
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