“Hotel Ritz!”
Chapter XXXI
ANNA’S TEA PARTY
“I suppose you haven’t the least idea who I am,” Lady Lescelles said, as she
settled herself in Anna’s most comfortable chair. They turned off at Glen Grove, a sleepy town of less
than two hundred. I am a pauper, and as yet I have not discovered
how to earn money. Very romantic and all that. ’
‘For God’s sake, don’t accuse her of murder,’ begged Gerald, retrieving the
lady’s hat and handing it to her, ‘or she’ll be challenging me to a duel again. I don't know how to explain it," said Spurlock, "but music
hits women queerly. Quilt,
who was an ardent lover of mischief, could not help laughing most heartily at the
rueful appearance of these personages. “What nonsense is this? What raving! My dear child, you DO live, you DO
exist! You have this home. She smiled.
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