Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. “You are coming in, aren’t you, Sydney?” “If I may,” he answered. And if he won’t—” But she did not give even unspoken words to the alternative at that time. . Her father held some printed document in his hand, and appeared not to observe her entry. Accordingly, he stopped the coach, dismounted, and hastened towards the assemblage, which, he was glad to find, consisted chiefly of a posse of watchmen and other guardians of the night. ” Her hand fell back into her lap. Women to me are something so serene, so fine, so feminine, and politics are so dusty, so sordid, so wearisome and quarrelsome.
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