A Social Meteor — page 119: what you’re looking at

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A SOCIAL METEOR. 109 visit. No doubt she was dressing and would be annoyed at any interruption, as her toilet was usually the result of hours of patient toil on Annette’s part. When she did emerge from her dressing room, however, powdered and perfumed, she was certainly “a thing of beauty,” and as her appearance had much to do with the state of her disposition, she was a “joy” as long as her loveliness lasted. But when the wear and tear of an evening’s amusement robbed her of her “pristine freshness” or some awkward person stepped on her train, thereby spoiling the hang of her gown, her amiability soon vanished, and it was the devoted long suffering Annette who generally bore the brunt of my lady’s temper, when tired and cross, she dragged herself up to bed. Annette could tell how much of madam’s complexion was put on. Annette could also tell how much of madam’s sweetness was assumed. But Annette was only a “superior lady’s maid,” and no one thought for a moment of interview- ing her on the subject. And had any one seen fit to do so it is very doubtful whether Annette would have done anything but elevate her broad (EMME! KOOKS (E(O)