Nothing like the direct approach, she thought. Gianfrancesco stumbled
belatedly onto the beach, his feet padding wet sand. “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. Or he would find something—a wave in her
hair, a little line in the contour of her brow or neck, that made an exquisite
discovery. What are you after?’
‘But my pistol and dagger, imbecile,’ she exclaimed impatiently, moving
sharply back. . Arrived beneath an aperture in the broken roof, he was preparing to pass through
it, when he observed a little heap of tiles upon the floor, which appeared to have
been recently dislodged. He knocked his pipe on the teak rail. For it was but
logical that she would seek a divorce on the ground that she had unknowingly
married a fugitive from justice. Hitherto it had been qualified by her conception of
all life as a compromise, by her new effort to be unexacting of life. A strong coarse man, and there were things in his eyes
which made my blood run cold with terror. "Pick up that blade, Nab," vociferated Wild, finding himself hotly pressed, "and
stab him. On coming to himself, he found he had been wrapped in a blanket and
put to bed with a couple of hot bricks to his feet.
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