Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. One glance swept across the place and it was immediately apparent that Pottiswick had not, this time, been mistaken. ‘As for an heir, I have Alderley cousins enough. My heart would speak if it could, for it is very full. I am really in earnest. " "You are very kind, Sir," returned the widow, "but I require no support. He was looking pale and ill. The benches running round the room, though fastened to the walls by iron clamps, had been forcibly wrenched off; while the table, which was similarly secured to the boards, was upset, and its contents—bottles, jugs, glasses, and bowls were broken and scattered about in all directions. In these waters the shell has about given out. “You will not give Sir John any cause for jealousy? You will have no secrets from him except—concerning those things which are past?” “Anna, I swear it!” her sister sobbed.
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