The Girl Who Had NothingWilliamson, A. M. (Alice Muriel)
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The Girl Who Had Nothing
Williamson, A. M. (Alice Muriel)
England -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction; Young women -- Fiction
Not only did she know a number of rich and titled English folk, who had
come out to spend the cold months at their villas, or in fashionable
hotels, at Nice, Monte Carlo, and Mentone, but she could claim
acquaintance with various foreign royalties and personages of high
degree. These latter especially were delighted to meet the beautiful
American girl, who was so rich and independent that she travelled about
the world on her own yacht. It was nobody’s business that the _Titania_
was but hired for two months, since it was Miss Mordaunt’s pleasure to
pose as the owner. The name of the yacht had been changed, for politic
reasons, since gay Lord John had careered about the waterways of the
world in her; she had been newly decorated, and the colour of her paint
had undergone a change, therefore she could pass unrecognised by all
save experts. Joan and her chaperon kept "open house" on board. The
luncheon-table was always laid for twelve, in case any one strolled on
in the morning whom it would be agreeable to detain. On fine days--and
what days were not fine on these shores beloved of the sun?--tea was
always served on deck under the rose-and-white awning; and Russian
princes, Austrian barons and baronesses, French counts and countesses,
with a sprinkling of the English nobility, came early and stayed late to
drink the Orange Pekoe and eat the exquisite little cakes provided by
the confiding tradespeople of Nice. Joan paid for nothing, and got
everything. Was she not a great American heiress, and was not the yacht
alone a guarantee of her trustworthiness?
Not even the owners of famous American yachts lying alongside suspected
the girl to be other than she seemed, though they were of the world in
which Grierson Mordaunt was prominent. He was not a man who made
intimate friends, and none of those who knew him best had any reason to
doubt that he had a pretty niece named Jenny. Concerning the great
Mordaunt himself Joan kept posted as to his whereabouts. She read the
papers and followed his movements in Florida; therefore she felt safe
and pursued her business more or less calmly.
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