Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. ” She gave him a Marboro which he lit with a Zippo with an American flag on it. Lucy followed. “Is your husband here to-night?” he asked. Annabel turned on the electric light and made her way into the sitting-room. It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. For that such a man does not mind about the dowry, he must be in love en désespoir. About two weeks ago. ‘I hope I do not understand you.
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