“Anna,” she moaned, “I am a jealous, ungrateful woman. Her blood spurted into his mouth and he drank. “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. “I do not think that he is quite dead.
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