Asking her way once or twice, she passed along Fleet Street into the Strand, and crossed Trafalgar Square, into Piccadilly. . Yet he was in a state of hopeless bewilderment. She started at the falling of a leaf, at the lumbering of a cow through the hedge. “For better or worse. “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. ” They went on for a time without another word. He hung over her—he and his loan to her and his connection with her and that terrible evening—a vague, disconcerting possibility of annoyance and exposure. Finally she decided that even for an hotel she must look round, and that meanwhile she would “book” her luggage at Waterloo. But, this sad affair disposed of, I will not rest till I have avenged my murdered parents. Lady Lescelles, graceful, very fashionably but quietly dressed, leaned back and watched her with shrewd kindly eyes. She put her head out of the window.
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