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Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. “No, you didn’t. She was finally dead, going to Hell. Melusine sighed with relief at being alone at last and free to resume her search among the portraits. I begin to understand Jane Austen and chintz covers and decency and refinement and all the rest of it. “That young man was giving a luncheon party to a dozen friends at the Café de Paris to-day. By the time she was done, the bodies in the bathtub were gathering flies. ” He said. She had animated dark blue-gray eyes under her fine eyebrows, and dark brown hair that rolled back simply and effectively from her broad low forehead. " "What is it?" "That you give 'em to me.
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