It was a society column about the richest men in the world and their lavish parties. It seemed at first the most beautiful afternoon of all time to her, and perhaps the thrill of her excitement did add a distinctive and culminating keenness to the day. “I have been bearing this—for your sake. “I always notice that people find it very easy to believe what they want to believe, and you see I’m not in the least popular. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. “Cheer up, Annabel. She should leave sooner, but she just could not bear missing the event.
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