The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 05, No. 31, May, 1860 by Various
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A terribly sharp pain through my heart roused me, and I was in a violent chill. They had thrown water over my face; my hair was matted, and the water was dripping from it on my naked shoulders. The gloves had been ripped from my hands, and Leonora was wringing my handkerchief. "The heat made you faint, dear," she said. John was walking up and down the room with a phlegmatic countenance, but he was fuming. "My new dress is ruined, John," I said. "Hang the dress! How do you feel now?" "It is drowned; and I feel better; shall we go home?" He went out to order the carriage, and Leonora whispered to me that she had forgotten Redmond's name. "No matter," I answered. I could not have spoken it then. When John came, Leonora beckoned to Redmond to introduce himself. John shook hands with him, gave him an intent look, and told us the carriage was ready. Redmond followed us, and took leave of us at the carriage-door. Leonora begged me to stay at her house; I refused, for I wished to be |
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