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" "What!" she exclaimed, staring eagerly in his face. The queer phase of the dream was this, she was at no time a woman; she was symbolical of something, and he followed to learn what this something was. I hated him. Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. ’ ‘Only in hot blood, eh?’ grinned Gerald. "Somebody ought to get hold of that young man," said Prudence, grimly, as she nodded in Spurlock's direction. She went from period to period exactly as she would have read prose; so that sense and music were equally balanced. It was now whitening, hissing, and seething like an enormous cauldron. It had ceased now, but as he closed in on the area, a faint muttering came to his ears. The door into the passage offered itself with an irresistible invitation—the one alternative to a public, inexplicable passion of weeping. She knew the truth of it all right.
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