nearly noon before
She stared down at the crumpled note in the wast-basket . That note -- it was herself . He had crumpled her up and thrown her into the waste-basket , where she no doubt belonged . It was nearly noon before she , dressed with unconscious care , stood in the street doorway looking about uncertainly as if she did not know which way to turn . She finally moved in the direction of the theater where Rod 's play was rehearsing . She had gone to none of the rehearsals because Rod had requested it . `` I want you to see it as a total surprise the first night , '' explained he .