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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. “I’m d——d if I understand this,” he said thoughtfully. But it don't much matter—though he's a devilish shrewd fellow, and might have helped me out of a difficulty, had any occurred. "Now, if as I suspect,—from the documents just placed in your possession,—Sir Rowland meditates doing you justice after his departure, it is possible his intentions may be frustrated by the machinations of Wild, whose interest is obviously to prevent such an occurrence, unless we can surprise them together, and, by proving to Sir Rowland that we possess the power of compelling a restitution of your rights, force the other treacherous villain into compliance. This is the one movement that brings women of different classes together for a common purpose. Conscientious objectors to that process are not permitted, she found, in Canongate. “I opened my eyes, and she was bending over my bedside. It was the expression of Miss Klegg’s face that put the idea into Ann Veronica’s head of showing Manning at the College one day, an idea which she didn’t for some reason or other carry out for a fortnight. “I am very much obliged for the tea,” she said. ’ ‘So I heard. Foolish compliments were tossed about like confetti. She cursed herself for a fool. Who is to say that I am not André Valade, an obscure relation of the late vicomte. Miss Mary and me, and Martha too sometimes.
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