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  <subtitle>I waited until Candace and the maid had left the room and then pushed back the covers and ran to the table. I had to hold the table with both hands to steady my legs, I felt that dizzy, but it soon passed. 

I found a small envelope hidden in the flowers - the fattest, reddest roses I'd ever seen - and tore it open, taking out the card with trembling fingers.

It read: 

_Miss Delacourt,_ 

_Please forgive me for leaving the ball so early last night. I pray you will allow me to call on you today at 4 o'clock to apologise in person. Until then, please accept these roses as a token of our new friendship.
If the weather is fine and Lady H. permits, we may even go driving in my phaeton. 
Until then, I am ever..._ 

_Your friend,
Geoffrey Windham_

I had barely finished reading it before I heard Candace's unmistakable step in the hall, so I dashed back to bed with the card, tucking it under my pillow. 

Soon the doctor arrived and announced that I had a head cold. He prescribed no less than seven days of bed rest.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-05-05T14:52:23Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on An Unwelcome Prescription</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Wait, do I get internet access while I&amp;#8217;m in bed for 7 days?  I like where you&amp;#8217;re going, the Rx vs. the rendez-vous.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-05-05T14:52:23Z</published>
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      <name>THX 0477</name>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I think I could handle that kind of torture too (but only if it gets me out of work).&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-05-05T12:27:03Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Actually, I&amp;#8217;d given anything for that &amp;#8220;torture&amp;#8221; right now&amp;#8230; ;-)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-05-05T12:14:30Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Ana Cristina</name>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Seven days of bed rest? How torturous.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-05-05T01:23:31Z</published>
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