A Social Meteor — page 181: what you’re looking at

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A SOCIAL MiTEOR, 171 preparations for the night, she could not repress a feeling of shame that she had been in her society when she had made such a spectacle of herself. She sent for Annette and told her that her mistress was ill, and on no account to wake her in the morning, even to give her her breakfast. ‘When she wants you she will ring,” she said. ‘And, by the way, in case I do not see her before I go away—I expect to go home to-morrow—tell her I left a note on her bureau; you will find it there.” Then she packed her clothes, declining the maid’s proffered assistance, and spent the night (what remained of it) lying across the bed, trying to compose herself and sleep a little. But her pulses were throbbing, and her cheeks burning so, that she found it impossible even to rest. She tossed feverishly from side to side until the first bars of light came in between her curtains, when she dressed, and, after drinking a little coffee, wrote her farewell note to Ray, who was still wrapped in silent slumber. She did not address it, saying what she had to say simply, and ina very few words, as follows: ; Thursday Morning, ) HoFrFMAN HOUSE. Everything is at an end between us, I do not EORMIELOOOLS (E(@)