” Ennison looked steadily at the cigarette which he was tapping on his forefinger. Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. ’ ‘There is no need for this,’ he ventured mildly, and lifted his finger to show his own pistol was not cocked. " "You're a philosopher, too. Once over the iron spikes, Bess exhibited no reluctance to be let down on the other side of the wall. “The Annabel who lives here, who sings every night at the ‘Unusual’? They call her by your old name. I shall borrow it and apply it to you, Hilary. Then came the shock of the knowledge that soon he would be going upon his way, that there would be no one to depend upon her; and all the old loneliness came smothering down upon her again.
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