She had treated him badly; she had hurt him and her aunt; she had done wrong by their standards, and she would never persuade them that she had done right. . But it was of no avail. She cut a deep gash into her own arm with a steel screw, loosing drops of her own blood onto the floorboards. Michelle tossed her hair like a young colt flicking its tail. She could not realize what she saw. “TROUSERS!” she whispered. 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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