Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. “We settled long ago—we’re hard stuff. The hymnal lyrics had never stirred her; she had memorized and sung them parrotwise. ’ ‘I thought you were dead,’ Melusine confided. My only love is for my poor lost son.
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