“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 should only disappoint you terribly some day. He had died before they married, and when her brother became a widower she had come to his assistance and taken over much of the care of his youngest daughter. At this place of refuge, situated in the heart of Wapping, near the river-side, he arrived in less than an hour, in a complete state of exhaustion. Everything was fresh and bright, from the kindly manners of the Frutigen cobbler, who hammered mountain nails into her boots, to the unfamiliar wild flowers that spangled the wayside. Too late, alas, to stop the disastrous marriage. "Stir a foot, at your peril.
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