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Harriet 
	Vane's arms


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Accepting her drink, she observed that the majority of dancers... --Sylvia Marriott
A chill clutched Harriett as she looked around the dance-room. --a solitary red pawn
As I sipped my gin at the Hotel Resplendant... --Lady Susan
Call me Harriet. Some years ago... --Paul Alexis Goldschmidt
Complacencies of the lounge, and late... --Sylvia Marriott
DANCE, DANCE: The woman that came (from London Town) --A lying sort of Winter

Dear Reader: I hope I have done well enough in my sketch... --Afflicted with an essay
Excerpt from The Gigolos, Act One --Thipps the little architect
Feeling that I had done about as much justice to the old bill of fare... --the cat in the bag
Finally I got up, making my way into a kind of ballroom. --Gaude
Go in the door of the hotel tonight... --the glass-blower's cat

Had they the time to dance all night --the glass-blower's cat
Harriet entered the lounge, waved off coffee or a liqueur,... --Marjorie Phelps
Harriet enters the lounge. She takes a place at an empty table... --Air Pilot Grant
Harriet folded her arms in front of her, hands inside of the sleeves... --Esmeralda Hyacinth
Harriet got up from the table and wandered away. --Marjorie Phelps

(Harriett is seated at a small table with a cup of coffee on it...) --the glass-blower's cat
Harriet started up from the table and made her way through to a dance floor... --A lying sort of Winter
Harriet Vane, an Englishwoman, enters an English lounge... --a faint voice crying through the window about a footnote
(Harriet Vane and Lord Peter Wimsey sit in the lounge of the Resplendent...) --a solitary red pawn
Harriet Vane/Sommerville scholar/... --Tullia's tomb
Harriet walks in the room. She walks to the table. She sees the table. --Rachel Levy

Harriet's eyes goggled at the sight of the dancing floor. --Esmeralda Hyacinth
"Harriet's Musings" --Rachel Levy
Harriett chose a door on the left. She went into a room full of Grown Ups... --Tullia's tomb
Harriett is seated at a small table in the lounge, drinking coffee. --the glass-blower's cat
Harriett walked away from the table. She was just now the right size... --Miss Tarrant, a good Socialist
Hear, then, the waltz, by lounge musicians played --Gaude

I had, with the usual difficulty, persuaded my husband into the evening dress required... --Sylvia Marriott
I sat at the table/watching the dancers --Marjorie Phelps
I walked into the lounge. The orchestra was playing the kind of waltz... --Miss Meteyard
I went to the 'otel lounge to have meself a drink. --Air Pilot Grant
I wuv you/You wuv me/We're all dancing happily --Sylvia Marriott
"I'll go in and see if there's any coffee left," she thought. And she did that. --"Placet"
I'm called Harriet -- MISS Vane; --Rachel Levy

If you wonder, whence my sad tale?/Whence this tale of love and folly, --"Placet"
In a large lounge with liquor, where lizards lounged with ladies, --Sylvia Marriott
In the hotel lounge/There was an orchestra/And a purple gown --the glass-blower's cat
Is this the dance lounge?/Is this the Dance Pro Pair? --the Cattery
It is a truth no longer universally acknowleged, that a single woman... --Air Pilot Grant

"It's dark," Harriet thought. "Very dark," she thought again, "but noisy." --Paul Alexis Goldschmidt
It's not exactly the same crowd as the Ritz-Carlton," she thought... --Sylvia Marriott
"It's not my kind of place," thought young Harriett Vane, --the glass-blower's cat
"Lament for Widow Weldon" --"Placet"
Large the lounge was, and the tables laden with drink. --Kathy Brunetti
Let us go then, you and I/to the lounge,where music is nigh/ --Marjorie Phelps
Miss Harriet walked in the room to see... --Rachel Levy

Much had she seen before this glittering place --Rachel Levy
My friend and I were sitting in the lounge of the hotel... --the glass-blower's cat
Nothing but the resolution that my interference was not only justified... --Miss Meteyard
Ode for When the Orchestra Stops --Lady Susan
Oh the year was 1932 (How I wish I was in London now) --Air Pilot Grant
On the third night a female figure was observed to enter the lounge --Tullia's Tomb
Our heroine of this story (for all readers know that the writer is obliged to provide one)... --Miss Martin

Scene. The lounge of the Hotel Resplendent. ANTOINE approaches CHARIS to ask for a dance; --the glass-blower's cat
See the dancer, hair sleekly plastered/And his partner, in satin gown --Linda Semple
She arose from her seat at the table, changing her position as... --Rachel Levy
She got up from the table--/Watched the dancers waltz-- --Sylvia Marriott
She was awakened by a shock. Harriet sat up and noticed that bright light... --the ginger cat
So with unhealthy face,/And unperturbed grace, --Sylvia Marriott
She took her seat at the far end of the hall, which afforded her the best view --A lying sort of Winter
Spinning and waltzing in a widening arc --Miss de Vine

Still thinking of these things Harriet went out into the lounge. --the cat in the bag
The Demise of Doris --"Placet"
"The lady who came from the dining room is unmarried, logical and orderly..." --Rachel Levy
The lounge at the Resplendent is not a place I wish to visit often. --Paul Alexis Goldschmidt
The outlook wasn't brilliant for the gigolos that day; --a solitary red pawn
There was movement at the Resplendant for the word had passed around... --Fiona Marsden

The Senior reclined his chair. A serious young woman sat at his feet. --Miss de Vine and the Cattery
The world has known great dancers,/As choreographers can state. --"Placet"
To the lounge where I had coffee and did watch the dancers. --Kathy Brunetti
'Twas after the murder, yet there in the hall --Rachel Levy
'Twas many and many a year ago in a hotel by the sea, --Air Pilot Grant
Vane had found a dancer from a Russian land,... --"Placet"
Vane's lilly-necked, severe, informal --Tullia's tomb

We watched her stand up from the table and walk into the lounge. --Miss Tarrant
Whenever Paul Alexis took the floor,/And waltzed a lucky lady 'round the room, --"Placet" When Harriet walked in the room she decided to order some coffee --Rachel Levy
When she saw the sleek, bored dancers... --Sylvia Marriott
Wilvercombe is divided into three areas: --"Placet"
You don't know about me without you've read a book called Strong Poison. --a solitary red pawn

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


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Lord Peter Wimsey's and Harriet Vane's arms are from:
Scott-Giles, C.W., 1977, The Wimsey Family: New York, Avon Books, 88 p.
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