Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. “Hey you,” he said affectionately. . The atmosphere was 46 strained and deathly quiet at the dining room table. And we won’t make it so. Don’t you think? Tum, tay, tum, tay. It’s true. It is good sometimes to walk with a man who can look God squarely in the face, as you can. His job as a painter was wearing him down acutely as he aged.
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