Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. When I absorb a fact, my brain weighs the fact carefully and stores it away. Such a beautiful boy he is, but his intelligence is marginal. Already the warm sun was drawing from the pines their delicious odour. “But that’s quite different,” replied Anna. " "You'd better," replied Quilt. Dead or alive, I'll have him.
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