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“If one half of the stories about Meysey Hill are true,” he answered, “I would not stretch out my little finger to save his life. Impassive by nature and training, he was conscious to-night of a strange sense of excitement, of exhilaration tempered by a dull background of disappointment. . "You are complimentary, Sir Rowland," returned the other, with a grim smile. Supper was quickly served; the oldest bottle of wine was brought from the cellar; the strongest barrel of ale was tapped; but not one of the party could eat or drink—their hearts were too full. There was enough contra-light to render her ethereal. 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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