Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. Afraid there'll be a love-affair. But I must, they say, and try to make me with the punishments. Fiercely defensive, as usual. "Another time," replied the thief-taker, evasively. “Hola Marteen!” She exclaimed cheerfully. " "It's mine, I'll be sworn," rejoined Wood. Beautiful sculptures of sugar and almond paste decorated the long tables, delicate replicas of flowers and miniature animals, even a small Palazzo sculpted from cakes graced the table.
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