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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. But she did not in the least want to do that. Michelle winked at her and left to join the gathering of seats in the center of the theater. The mother was far more real to her than the father; the ghostly far more substantial than the living form. The Wastrel did not relish this. Then, presto! What a dreary lot they are when the revellers lay aside the motley! Ruth had come from a far South Sea isle. First-off, he had decided not to tell her what he had found at the bottom of that manila envelope. Sir John saw it, and was flattered. Sheppard raised her eyes, and fixed them upon her interrogator. Of course, if at any time—see reason—alter your opinion.
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