Chapter XXIII
MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST
At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. Mrs. Anna, my love, you cannot have forgotten so soon. The conditions
are such as I think you will recognize the justice of. “Stop! Stop telling me these things at once! We
should stay in the Palazzo! I must protect my ancestral
home!” Gianfrancesco exclaimed. The first of these, situated a the south of the
building, with the exception of one ward over the gateway, was allotted to the
better class of debtors, whose funds enabled them to defray their chamber-rent,
fees, and garnish. “If it will keep you busy,” he said, with a faintly ironical smile. But she had found it
very difficult.
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