" "May I trust you?" cried Thames, eagerly. She admired his backside as he fetched a blue towel from his bathroom. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. She refused coffee, though she knew that anyhow she was doomed to a sleepless night. Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat.
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