Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. And, while the turnkey was busy with the keys, she whispered to the black, "Follow him, Caliban. He did not so much cut into this conversation as loom over it, for he was a tall, if rather studiously stooping, man. Ramage!” she began, and his mouth sealed hers and his breath was mixed with her breath. “Come,” he said, “you can’t be meaning to bury yourself. The last observation, however, caught the attention of the carpenter's wife. Perhaps I ate something spoiled for breakfast.
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