Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. Her sensitive ears could hear her foster mother snoring in front of the television. ” “Where is your husband?” Anna asked. The Widgett mental furniture was perhaps worn and shabby, but there it was before you, undisguised, fading visibly in an almost pitiless sunlight. " "Think not to delude me, audacious wretch," cried the carpenter. ” “I sent a telegram, aunt,” said Ann Veronica. On searching the grounds, we found two suspicious-looking fellows in the garden, and had scarcely secured them, when your mother's cries summoned us hither, just in time to preserve her.
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