Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. Her hands wove through his black hair, luxuriating in its thickness. The impassivity of her features changed at last. I’m very resourceful, you know. He was more like a man who had left his bed in the middle of convalescence. 1. “I have not left this apartment myself. The study seemed absolutely unaltered, there was still the same lamp with a little chip out of the shade, still the same gas fire, still the same bundle of blue and white papers, it seemed, with the same pink tape about them, at the elbow of the arm-chair, still the same father. ’ You mean you hope you do, thought Gerald cynically. ‘Me also I do not recall them.
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