She heard the bamboo curtain rattle slightly. 32 The curtains and tapestries had appeared over the windows before Marina had died, growing moldy from the dampness and the oils of lavender, clove, and clary sage soaking them. “What do we want? What is the goal?” asked Ann Veronica. “Your father,” he said, “remarked that all’s well that ends well, and that he was disposed to let bygones be bygones. “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. "If any one's to blame, it's me. “You frighten me!” He smiled at her indulgently.
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