“Ever yours, “ANNABEL. And this is not France, you understand. ’ The couple on the sofa stared at her blankly. “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. He refused to believe that Anna was not ‘Alcide. " "Rather behind me;" and he spoke no more that morning. She sat there, a mark for boulevarders, the unconscious object of numberless wondering glances. But it was clear she was in no mood for Teddys. ” “There was no need for such heroism,” Annabel said coldly. “How did you know I haven’t been getting any sleep --?” “Oops, that’s my class. She was crushed with a sense of her own terrible impotency.
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