In Edwardian London, there was one place you could go where you'd be guaranteed absolute discretion. A hotel run for the benefit of the rich, famous and infamous, the Bentinck in Duke Street was the place to stay away from prying eyes. But what effect will the war have on Louisa Trotter's unique establishment? Can the goings on continue unabated? Why not stay awhile? - you're sure to soon find out.
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