At luncheon, on the third day, a thick-set man with a blue jaw smiled across his table at her. “You see,” he said, “you are like an inaccessible gold-mine in all this sort of matter. He saw, without any particular regret, that this year he would have to forego the junket; but there would be ample compensation in the study of these queer youngsters. Anna was sitting before the fire a little distance from him—Ennison himself remained standing. His attitude was as different from Gianfrancesco’s as night was from day. All men are bloody fucking hypocrites. ’ To Gerald’s relief, the entrance of the butler interrupted them, relieving him of the necessity to explain himself. “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.
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