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 the horse of the priest, you understand, and—and he does not know that I have borrowed it. I believe that the common report was that you and your sister had come to Paris to study painting. ’ Releasing her, he turned and walked swiftly towards the door. ‘Well, what was I to think, miss? Martha never wrote nothing about you, and I did ask. She drew a chair to the window and stared at the splendour of the tropical night. It comes to this—am I to be trusted to take care of myself, or am I not?” “To judge from this proposal of yours, I should say not. . Goodbye. " "Make good your assertions," cried Trenchard, furiously, "or——" "To the proof," interrupted the stranger, calmly. ‘I will not, if you will assure me that an imbecile is a better marriage prospect than a starving pig. The room in which this interview took place had a sordid and miserable look.
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