The manager twisted his moustache. Yet her hands dropped, and she sighed deeply. ’ ‘And why are you not married,’ she demanded suddenly, ‘if it is that you have land?’ Gerald grimaced. Nobody ever called me John, that I recollect. “There is no remedy, girls,” she began, breathlessly, “except the Vote. “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.
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