Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. I was Annabel the rake, ‘Alcide’ of the music halls. ‘You are not the only one to seek them out,’ he said. You have made enough sacrifices for her surely without this. ’ ‘To you,’ she said angrily. McClintock could not browbeat him, storm as he might.
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