She was certain she hated him and dropped off to sleep thinking of the one kiss they had exchanged.
The next morning she was fairly tranquil.

She had not, it is true, dismissed Vane entirely from her thoughts, but she had arrived at the conclusion that as it was all over between them it really was of no consequence whether he had jilted her for Sally Salisbury.

That he should bestow even a look on so common a creature was a proof of his vulgar tastes.

Oh, he was quite welcome to Sally if his fancy roamed in so low a direction.

She felt she was able to regard the whole business with perfect equanimity.
Her landlady that day bought a copy of the _Daily Post_ and she sent it upstairs to Lavinia.