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Afflicted with an essay

Dear Reader: I hope I have done well enough in my sketch...

Air Pilot Grant

Oh the year was 1932 (How I wish I was in London now)

Harriet enters the lounge. She takes a place at an empty table...

I went to the 'otel lounge to have meself a drink.

It is a truth no longer universally acknowleged, that a single woman...

'Twas many and many a year ago in a hotel by the sea,

Kathy Brunetti

Large the lounge was, and the tables laden with drink.

To the lounge where I had coffee and did watch the dancers.

the cat in the bag

Feeling that I had done about as much justice to the old bill of fare...

Still thinking of these things Harriet went out into the lounge.

the Cattery

Is this the dance lounge?/Is this the Dance Pro Pair?

Miss de Vine

Spinning and waltzing in a widening arc

Miss de Vine and the Cattery

The Senior reclined his chair. A serious young woman sat at his feet.

Esmeralda Hyacinth

Harriet folded her arms in front of her, hands inside of the sleeves...

Harriet's eyes goggled at the sight of the dancing floor.

A faint voice crying through the window about a footnote

Harriet Vane, an Englishwoman, enters an English lounge...

Gaude

Finally I got up, making my way into a kind of ballroom.

Hear, then, the waltz, by lounge musicians played

the ginger cat

She was awakened by a shock. Harriet sat up and noticed that bright light...

the glass-blower's cat

My friend and I were sitting in the lounge of the hotel...

Had they the time to dance all night

Harriett is seated at a small table in the lounge, drinking coffee.

In the hotel lounge/There was an orchestra/And a purple gown

"It's not my kind of place," thought young Harriett Vane,

(Harriett is seated at a small table with a cup of coffee on it...)

Go in the door of the hotel tonight...

Scene. The lounge of the Hotel Resplendent. ANTOINE approaches CHARIS to ask for a dance;

Paul Alexis Goldschmidt

Call me Harriet. Some years ago...

"It's dark," Harriet thought. "Very dark," she thought again, "but noisy."

The lounge at the Resplendent is not a place I wish to visit often.

Lady Susan

Ode for When the Orchestra Stops

As I sipped my gin at the Hotel Resplendant...

Rachel Levy

She arose from her seat at the table, changing her position as...

"The lady who came from the dining room is unmarried, logical and orderly..."

Harriet walks in the room. She walks to the table. She sees the table.

I'm called Harriet -- MISS Vane;

Miss Harriet walked in the room to see...

'Twas after the murder, yet there in the hall

Much had she seen before this glittering place

When Harriet walked in the room she decided to order some coffee

"Harriet's Musings"

A lying sort of Winter

Harriet started up from the table and made her way through to a dance floor...

DANCE, DANCE: The woman that came (from London Town)

She took her seat at the far end of the hall, which afforded her the best view

Sylvia Marriott

You shouldn't think the good old days are new,...

In a large lounge with liquor, where lizards lounged with ladies,

Complacencies of the lounge, and late...

So with unhealthy face,/And unperturbed grace,

She got up from the table--/Watched the dancers waltz--

When she saw the sleek, bored dancers...

It's not exactly the same crowd as the Ritz-Carlton," she thought...

I had, with the usual difficulty, persuaded my husband into the evening dress required...

I wuv you/You wuv me/We're all dancing happily

Accepting her drink, she observed that the majority of dancers...

Fiona Marsden

There was movement at the Resplendant for the word had passed around...

Miss Martin

Our heroine of this story (for all readers know that the writer is obliged to provide one)...

Miss Meteyard

I walked into the lounge. The orchestra was playing the kind of waltz...

Nothing but the resolution that my interference was not only justified...

Marjorie Phelps

Harriet got up from the table and wandered away.

Let us go then, you and I/to the lounge,where music is nigh/

I sat at the table/watching the dancers

Harriet entered the lounge, waved off coffee or a liqueur,...

"Placet"

Vane had found a dancer from a Russian land,...

"I'll go in and see if there's any coffee left," she thought. And she did that.

The Demise of Doris

If you wonder, whence my sad tale?/Whence this tale of love and folly,

Wilvercombe is divided into three areas:

The world has known great dancers,/As choreographers can state.

"Lament for Widow Weldon"

Whenever Paul Alexis took the floor,/And waltzed a lucky lady 'round the room,

Linda Semple

See the dancer, hair sleekly plastered/And his partner, in satin gown

A solitary red pawn

The outlook wasn't brilliant for the gigolos that day;

A chill clutched Harriett as she looked around the dance-room.

You don't know about me without you've read a book called Strong Poison.

(Harriet Vane and Lord Peter Wimsey sit in the lounge of the Resplendent...)

Miss Tarrant, a good Socialist

We watched her stand up from the table and walk into the lounge.

Harriett walked away from the table. She was just now the right size...

Thipps, the little architect

Excerpt from The Gigolos, Act One

Tullia's Tomb

Harriet Vane/Sommerville scholar/...

Vane's lilly-necked, severe, informal

Harriett chose a door on the left. She went into a room full of Grown Ups...

On the third night a female figure was observed to enter the lounge

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