The night was now advancing, and the party began to think of separating. “Look here, Ann Veronica,” he began. It was impossible. Around her neck was a little gold chain. Voilà tout. He had a quick, shrewd, merry eye, and a look in which duplicity was agreeably veiled by good humour. We must wave our hands at the blue hills far away there and go back to London and work. “You are in trouble,” he said. “I must repeat,” Sir John said, “that I much regret disturbing you at such an unseemly hour. “Which one?” “The Miss Pellissier in whose rooms you were, and who sings at the ‘Unusual,’” Courtlaw answered. “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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