Over one of the pinnacles of the tower a speck of pallid light marked the position of the moon, then newly born and newly risen. Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. "Why, of hanging the fellow who acts as his jackal; one Blake, or Blueskin, I think he's called. A few feet away, across the low vases of pink and white roses, sat Annabel, more beautiful to-night perhaps than ever before in her life. Jack, who had been lingering near the group, now walked on. But Ruth was his woman, and he had sworn to God to defend her. ’ ‘To be sure I do,’ said Gerald swiftly. Can't I make you see?" "But I'm telling you Ruth loves you. “You frighten me!” He smiled at her indulgently.
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