’ ‘Yes, I’m sorry about that,’ Gerald uttered in a rueful tone. You don’t know what you’re saying, and I hope you never will. He haunted a state between hectic dreaming and mild delirium, and she found herself talking aloud to him. Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. "Oh! we've lost no time, as you perceive," replied Jack. "You'll find her quiet enough to-day, Sir," observed the woman, as they walked along; "but she has been very outrageous latterly. Why am I here—thirty years of loneliness? Because I know women, the good and the bad; and because I could not have the good, I would not take the bad.
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