Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. Lucy stared like an automaton at Michelle’s unconscious 262 body, revolted at her own actions to the point of shock. ‘I know, Melusine. ‘I’m only a poor country wench, child. Her eyes flashed.
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