“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. "
The thief-taker's residence was a large dismal-looking, habitation, separated
from the street by a flagged court-yard, and defended from general approach by
an iron railing. “You’re. “I wouldn’t. Perhaps her odd beauty—and that too was natural—stirred these thoughts into
being. The doorman replied, tipping his cap, “I don’t speak
much Italian these days, not since my mother died. That knot also would be
cut. I have but to give a hint of that boy's existence in
the proper quarter, and his life will not be worth a day's purchase. ’
‘Ah, you know about that, then?’
‘That much, yes. Trenchard glanced at the document.
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