1 Lily sprang out of bed, and went straight to her desk.
2 Lily stood staring vacantly at the white sapphire on its velvet bed.
3 She began to undress without ringing for her maid, whom she had sent to bed.
4 When lily woke she had the bed to herself, and the winter light was in the room.
5 Her body ached with fatigue, and with the constriction of her attitude in Gerty's bed.
6 Mrs. Peniston went to bed early, and when she had gone Lily sat down and wrote a note to Selden.
7 But on her bed sleep would not come, and she lay face to face with the fact that she hated Lily Bart.
8 Her servant did not come till eight o'clock, and she prepared her own tea-tray and placed it beside the bed.
9 Bridge at Bellomont usually lasted till the small hours; and when Lily went to bed that night she had played too long for her own good.
10 There was but one bed in the little flat, and the two girls lay down on it side by side when Gerty had unlaced Lily's dress and persuaded her to put her lips to the warm tea.
11 If one did drag one's self out of bed at such an hour, and come down fresh and radiant to the monotony of note-writing, some special recognition of the sacrifice seemed fitting.
12 Near the bed stood a table holding her breakfast tray, with its harmonious porcelain and silver, a handful of violets in a slender glass, and the morning paper folded beneath her letters.
13 The force of contrast gave an added keenness to the luxury of lying once more in a soft-pillowed bed, and looking across a spacious sunlit room at a breakfast-table set invitingly near the fire.
14 Lily, going to bed early, had left the couple to themselves; and it seemed part of the general mystery in which she moved that more than an hour should elapse before she heard Bertha walk down the silent passage and regain her room.
15 "I believe I AM tired: I think I will go to bed," she said; and Mrs. Peniston, suddenly distracted by the discovery that the easel sustaining the late Mr. Peniston's crayon-portrait was not exactly in line with the sofa in front of it, presented an absent-minded brow to her kiss.
16 To give up her apartment, and shrink to the obscurity of a boarding-house, or the provisional hospitality of a bed in Gerty Farish's sitting-room, was an expedient which could only postpone the problem confronting her; and it seemed wiser as well as more agreeable to remain where she was and find some means of earning her living.
17 Lily and her mother wandered from place to place, now paying long visits to relations whose house-keeping Mrs. Bart criticized, and who deplored the fact that she let Lily breakfast in bed when the girl had no prospects before her, and now vegetating in cheap continental refuges, where Mrs. Bart held herself fiercely aloof from the frugal tea-tables of her companions in misfortune.
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