Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. “I’ve brought you up some dinner, Vee,” she said. "Many thanks, Sir," replied Thornhill, with freezing politeness; "but Id not require assistance. "But clear the room of this rabble, if you have sufficient authority over them. The ward in which he was confined, was about six yards in length, and three in width, and in height, might be about twelve feet. We got your message, but you never stay out this late. But to England! What has happened, then?” Already the terror of a few hours ago seemed to have passed away from the girl who leaned back so lazily in her chair, watching the tip of her patent shoe swing backwards and forwards. I had rather have trouble and hardship like that than be taken care of by others. McClintock stared into the bowl of his pipe and Spurlock into his coffee cup.
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