Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. I get my driver's license tomorrow. Why should she trouble herself over that young fool, who was nothing to her; who, when he eventually sobered up, would not be able to recognize her, or if he did, as something phantasmagorical? Perhaps he should not apply the term "fool"; "unfortunate" might be the more accurate application. . I ate only enough to keep body and soul together. ‘You have no idea how dull the militia is compared to the Army. Sheppard had been interred. Lucy felt her eyes misting up, turning traitor. There was a coffee equipage on the table, and some sandwiches, and the fire had been recently made up. You remember that you saw us at the Savoy a few evenings ago?” “Yes.
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