Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. The day was unseasonably humid and dark, a thick fog having descended over manicured lawns. Outside in the hall he paused and thoughtfully stroked his smooth blue chin. This service rendered, without waiting for any farther order, she withdrew. . She emerged with a white face and wide-open eyes upon a little, red-lit landing. This mitigated her remorse enormously. His frame was wasted, and slightly bent; his eyes were hollow, his complexion haggard, and his beard, which had remained unshorn during his hasty journey, was perfectly white.
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