He read but little, and that chiefly healthy light fiction with chromatic titles, The Red Sword, The Black Helmet, The Purple Robe, also in order “to distract his mind. “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. You can trust me, Anna. ’ ‘That old fool? Why my brother kept him on I shall never know. ” She stated boldly. If nothing else had clinched that, the purse had. ’ He threw one arm across his own chest and clapped himself on the shoulder. " Then he looked at Ruth. She could not see any relief from this anxiety except repayment, and repayment seemed impossible.
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