Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. " But he searched in vain. "What is it?" "The night," she answered. I don’t want to stop your singing. I should like to know how it is concerned with Sir John Ferringhall, and how my presence intervenes. She would not look at him, would not think of him; when her mind wavered, then she muttered to herself in the darkness so as to keep hold of her generalizations. " "Och! if he's a friend o' yours, my dear joy, there's no more to be said; and right sorry am I, I struck him. She felt sleepy and unusually irritable. I proved myself early as an athlete, skills I retained long after my return home.
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