She is accustomed to my ways.

I have ordered my motor, and I am going home to-night--I cannot bear it another single minute.

If I stayed until to-morrow I should break my word.

I love you to absolute distraction--Good-bye," and without waiting for her to answer he left her close to Henry and turning was lost in the crowd.
Suddenly the whole room reeled to Sabine, the lights danced in her eyes, and a rushing sound came in her ears.

She would have fallen forward only Lord Fordyce caught her arm, while he cried, in solicitous consternation: "My dearest, you have danced too much.