‘I was not born to this. “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. A chain, riveted to an iron belt encircling her waist, bound her to the wall. Her little white hand stole across the table. ’ ‘A convent?’ echoed Gerald with interest. She was curious to know why he had boarded a dingy train instead of hailing a cab or his own private chauffeur like the others in expensive suits were doing.
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