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He was angry. Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. “He does not come here,” she exclaimed, quickly. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl. This I know for at the Valade estate it was talked of very much, even that they supposed me there to be the daughter of Suzanne. Once over the iron spikes, Bess exhibited no reluctance to be let down on the other side of the wall. D'ye hear. "But the past is irremediable, and I did not come hither to exculpate myself, I came to save your life," he added, turning to Thames.
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