Anna never knew whither it had led her— sometimes she had fears. "You know my motive well enough," answered Jonathan. It had ceased to beat. Conceiving himself called upon, as the intimate friend of the deceased, to pay this last tribute of respect to her memory, he appeared as one of the chief mourners. " And, once more enveloping himself in darkness, he pursued his course. . Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat.
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