A Social Meteor — page 186: what you’re looking at

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176 A SOCIAL METEOR, She selected a hansom as being the highest and driest vehicle in sight, and threw herself wearily into it. “Is your master at home?” she asked of the butler, when the front door was opened. “Yes, ma’am.”’ “Did he get my telegram ?” “T believe hedid,ma’am. Leastways one came for him a little while ago, and he says to me “Tell Mrs. Thorne I’m in the library and would like to see her as soon as she gets home.’”’ But Mrs. Thorne made no haste to obey the summons of her lord and master; she proceeded leisurely up to her room, where she changed her bedraggled garments and afterward refreshed herself with a cup of strong tea. Then, having nothing else to do, she went slowly down stairs to the library, where she found her husband engaged in looking over some papers. This room, which was very large, was preferred by many people, especially Mr. Thorne’s particu- lar friends, to any in the house. ‘The furniture was of mahogany, elaborately carved, and the floor of hard wood, covered here and there with the skins of bears, which had, at different times, been brought low by his gun. A pair of superb (EOMMAIICEl NOVO KS (E@)