"I wonder," put in Lucy, "if this poor lady can be the wife of the Lord Watergate?" "I rather fancy so; I know he lives in Regent's Park, and the address for to-morrow is Sussex Place." (ch. 5)
Gertrude went on her way with a considerable sinking of the heart. She had no difficulty in finding Sussex Place; indeed, she had often remarked it; the white curve of houses with the columns, the cupolas, and the railed-in space of garden which fronted the Park. (ch. 5)
"No doubt he is in a hurry;" answered Gertrude, lamely. "I daresay he is going to lunch in Sussex Place. Lord Watergate's Sunday luncheon parties are quite celebrated." (ch. 14)
She (Aunt Caroline) speaks with the greatest respect of her niece, Lady Watergate, though she has been heard to comment unfavourably on the shabbiness of the furniture in Sussex Place. (Epilogue)