Lotte July 1925
Three paragraphs of this account have been deleted as they are deemed likely to cause offence or embarrassment to persons or institutions still extant at the time of writing. Much of Lotte’s life depended upon being seen in the right places and in knowing where the Bright Young Things were gathering. A cat must patrol its territory so that others of its species can see that it is active and a force to be reckoned with. That is what had brought Lotte to that party at the Marquis of Leeds’s huge mansion near Hampstead Heath. The house was packed with the shrill voices of exuberant youth whose speech became more slurred as the evening passed into the small hours and whose inhibitions flew ever further away into the distance. Who would have thought that an …