‘But do you think I can blame you for this, Marthe?’ ‘I blame myself. ‘How did you get in? The house is all locked up. "Have you sent off the note?" inquired Jack. I hope that James will not be long with that whisky and Apollinaris. Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. It is one of God’s laws that a woman may defend her honour, even with the shedding of blood.
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