Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. She did not open the Bible but laid it on the edge of the bed, knelt and rested her forehead upon the worn leather cover. ‘Léonore, then?’ She shook her head animatedly, enjoying his attention. We pretend we never think of everything that makes us what we are. “I don’t suppose you’ll be able to do it much,” said Ann Veronica. Lose not a moment, Hobson. It is in the lower cupboard. There was nothing to replace the all important letter from her father. Can you kill yourself?” He asked quietly. The thought of their faces, and particularly of her aunt’s, as it would meet the fact— disconcerted, unfriendly, condemning, pained—occurred to her again and again.
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