"I'm almost afraid to state it," faltered the other; "but, may I ask whether Mr. Mike was showing his territorial instincts, brought out by
the fact that he was drunk. “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. ’
Melusine was beginning to fill with dread and a burgeoning of anger as the
meaning behind his words began to penetrate. For a moment, Kneebone had hesitated about giving the signal to Shotbolt, but,
thinking a more favourable opportunity might occur, he determined not to hazard
matters by undue precipitation. If there were any pearls, none came into the light. Nevertheless, she was still fighting.
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