A Social Meteor — page 27: what you’re looking at

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A SOCIAL METEOR. “17 wag, and in two days’ time everybody had some kind of a story to tell about the affair, and it’s needless, perhaps, to assure you that none of them contained a grain of truth, and scarcely any two were alike. But I kept my lips tight to- gether and let them talk, much to the despair of some of the old gossips, who actually had the audacity to call at the house, or write to me, ask- ing what the real reason for our separation was. Of course, I paid no attention to these imperti- nences, and even poor, dear old Aunt Margueret heard very little from me, and, as is sometimes the case, she questioned me less than anybody, but thoughtfully left me to myself for weeks, to ‘live it down,’ as she expressed it. She allowed those people only to see me who she knew would tend to take my mind off my trouble, and not seek to gratify an idle curiosity, and in this way my grief before a great while gave place to a feeling that my ex-fance had treated me very shabbily, and that he wasn’t worth regretting. “Strange to say, as soon as he returned, he came directly to me and begged me to make it up with him, and renew our engagement. But then it was my turn, and much as I knew I loved him, even yet, I felt that he had behaved too SS Eomichoo (E@)