Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. . He lived on the seventh floor behind a winding set of hallways that towered over her in their grayness. That might happen on her birthday—in August. ‘She won’t confide in you? Now, why?’ ‘Because that scoundrel Leonardo drummed it into her head that no man was to be trusted,’ Gerald announced viciously. He has been bottling it up all the way from West Kensington. He loaded the launch with a thousand pounds—all she could carry—and started home immediately after sundown; but even then he lost from a hundred to a hundred and fifty pounds before he had the stuff cached in McClintock's bamboo-covered sawdust pit. It was filled with sopping lichens and green benches too slimy to sit upon. “I will not have this slavery,” she said. And while her son was reconveyed to prison the body of the unfortunate Mrs.
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