Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. A white man takes his life in his hands. ‘Else she would not have married that ne’er-do-well only because Jarvis proposed him to her. “You poor child!” he said; “don’t you see the infinite folly of these proceedings? Think! Think of the love and affection you abandon! Think of your aunt, a second mother to you. ‘God loves you, even if your father didn’t. His brute strength surged through her veins, she could feel his energy in her heart, his life force stolen like candy from a baby. His first inquiries were concerning the child, and he was delighted to find that it still lived and was doing well. On Tuesday night, she was rather better, and I had left her for a short time, as I thought, asleep on the sofa in the little parlour of which she is so fond —" "Well," exclaimed Jack.
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