‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in place with rigid control. And by monsieur le baron, of a disposition entirely unforgiving, I do not desire to be recognised in the least. Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat.
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