“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. Past her shot the little old lady in the bonnet, running incredibly fast, but
otherwise still alertly respectable, and she was making a strange threatening
sound as she ran, such as one would use in driving ducks out of a garden—“B-rr-r-r-r—!” and pawing with black-gloved hands. Her face expressed nothing. Care for a hundred up?”
Ennison shook his head. She was ushered into the back of the squad car. Do
you expect me, I wonder. ”
“Our cases are scarcely similar,” Anna remarked. ”
“There was no need for such heroism,” Annabel said coldly. For nearly thirty years he had
lived here in contented loneliness; then youth had to come and fill him with
discontent. In the old days he had been
something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis. "
"I have.
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