“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. “Don’t ask me to tell you all that women can do, all that women can be. Then her fingers moved. We LIKED each other well enough. Ramage leaned over the gate at Ann Veronica’s side, and for a moment there was silence. Day after day—five, to be exact—she had returned to Morgan's; and each time the man would understand what had drawn her, and with a kindly smile would sit down at the piano and play. “Holy shit!” Giggling and snickering was amplified by asbestos tiles and reverberated by metal desks. Fritz sang for her sometimes, for Fritz could sing even before he was able to form words. “Sheila and Mark McCloskey?” Michelle asked. Except for one memorable school excursion to Paris, Ann Veronica had never yet been outside England.
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