It was Lady Windermere’s last reception before Easter, and Bentinck House was even more crowded than usual. Six Cabinet Ministers had come on from the Speaker’s Levée in their stars and ribands, all the pretty women wore their smartest dresses, and at the end of the picture-gallery stood the Princess Sophia of Carlsrühe, a heavy Tartar-looking lady, with tiny black eyes and wonderful emeralds, talking bad French at the top of her voice, and laughing im-moderately at everything that was said to her.
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Limba Engleză ● Format PDF ● ISBN 9781499306279 ● Mărime fișier 0.2 MB ● Editura Oscar Wilde ● Publicat 2014 ● Descărcabil 24 luni ● Valută EUR ● ID 5065060 ● Protecție împotriva copiilor DRM social