Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. ” “Your priestess,” whispered Ann Veronica, softly. “I’m not so sure. ” She paused. . I married—I married a woman whom I still think one of the most beautiful persons in the world. Anna, who had thrown aside her sealskin coat, wore a tight-fitting walking dress of some dark shade. She responded at once, rapping him on the knuckles with her fan. "I am. "Gracious Heaven!—is she the inmate of a mad-house?" "She is, Sir," answered the woollen-draper, sadly, "driven there by her son's misconduct. " "I don't know," said the doctor, dubiously.
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