Somehow her walk home with him had been transmogrified into a melodramatic rejection, a slamming. You see, I—I am a woman worshipper. I certainly didn’t mean to kiss you. Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. Even the light was different in Athens, soft and golden, sweet as the morning dew blessed by Athena herself.
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