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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. He nodded silently, too full for words. Although Martha did not know it, she had her pistol and her daggers, and her knife. ” “But it’s on condition one doesn’t do anything. ’ She shuddered, throwing her hands over her face. She took a shower after a particularly harsh volleyball debacle only to find that her locker had been picked and her outfit of the day, gray sweatpants and a shapeless pink sweater, were gone. ” “I know,” said Ann Veronica (fifteen pounds!). En tout cas, we are not talking of that kiss, but of this one.
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