“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. Lucy looked down, noticing that Michelle had left her
shoes in the entryway. "Leave the room," interposed Kneebone, angrily. I am too weak to aid you. But how could you get—Who gave you credit?
“You see,” said Ann Veronica, “my landlady kept on my room while I was in
Holloway, and the fees for the College mounted up pretty considerably. ” He stuttered. Miss Moffatt, the history and moral instruction
mistress, was particularly explicit upon this score, and they all agreed in
indicating contempt and pity for girls whose minds ran on such matters, and who
betrayed it in their conversation or dress or bearing. She
has married some one he could not approve of, and gone right away. She
had fled back to Florence quite intent on slitting the new
bride’s throat. ‘Didn’t mean to say that. “Come,” she said.
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