“Thank you,” she said coolly. . Then a bit of colour flowed into his sunken white cheeks. It was warm, shielding, comforting, and what was more, full of understanding. “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. There are sentimental and traditional deferences and reverences, I know, between father and son; but that’s just exactly what prevents the development of an easy friendship. A true nun. We were to live in some wretched London suburb. To return was impossible,—to raise himself certain destruction.
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