Beneath these prints, a cluster of hobnails, driven into the wall, formed certain letters, which, if properly deciphered, produced the words, "Paul Groves, cobler;" and under the name, traced in charcoal, appeared the following record of the poor fellow's fate, "Hung himsel in this rum for luv off licker;" accompanied by a graphic sketch of the unhappy suicide dangling from a beam. She slipped down the perfunctory flight of stairs, short because of the home’s split-level style. The house was redolent with the smells of cinnamon baking and the stuffed turkey and marinated pork roast. Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. Ann Veronica thought the whole affair rather jolly. “She cannot be aware,” he continued, “that she is making herself conspicuous. Now, in her old place, she was doing her best thoroughly to enjoy a most indifferent dinner.
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