Vorsack rose from the table and departed for the bathroom, mumbling something about a Tylenol. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. “I will not rob you of your coffee, most dutiful of sisters!” she exclaimed. Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. He did not like it, he said, with a significant look, to be reminded of either his books or his dinners after he had done with them. " The girl fished into the bottle for an olive. If only sometimes he would grow angry at her, impatient! But his tender courtesy was unfailing; and under this would be the abiding bitterness of having mistaken gratitude for love.
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