Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. "I never stand upon ceremony where I know I shall be welcome. "I think you're all bewitched," she cried. Jackson and Mr. Let—it—fall. He had done his best, pitching with determined fury that resulted in two outs. Barring that the Valade fellow had sneaked back. You feel that that smile is for you, the words are for you, the whole song is for you. But this wild scheme was speedily abandoned; and, nerved by despair, the carpenter resolved to hazard an attempt, from the execution, almost from the contemplation, of which he had hitherto shrunk.
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