” “I am Mrs. “You are of the genus obstinate,” he said. Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. She exited solemnly, retrieving and carrying Michelle’s unconscious figure into the forest like a reluctant bridegroom. One glance through the window at that picturesque head had been sufficient. “I haven’t seen the new Patience, dear,” she said.
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