Inquiring for Mrs. Believe me, Anna. The vast mirrored chamber, with its four little square window bays, two either side of the large raised dais that led to the French doors, was very full of company for the start of the Little Season. She laughed till the tears stood in her eyes. Each wing had a small cupola; and, in the centre of the pile rose a larger dome, surmounted by a gilded ball and vane. She pointed. Of course, at home there would have been questions.
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