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62 THE MAN IN POSSESSION. Kate laughed. ‘‘No,” she said. ‘‘I’'ve only noticed the curious .umlkeness one face bears to another, considering how the race is multiplied, year by year. Nature must be wonderfully skilful in her combinations. ” ‘‘ Well,” said the young man audaciously, ‘‘I really think there’s more likeness in faces than we imagine —if we think them out. Besides, you know, Miss,” he added almost eagerly, ‘‘they say that every per- son has their double somewnere in the world. Per- haps you've seen my double.” ‘‘Perhaps I have,” said Kate, laughing. ‘‘ You don’t happen to have done so, I suppose?” ‘‘T’ve heard before,” said the young man frankly, ‘‘that [am very like some one else—curiously like— only he’s a gentleman, rich and insociety, and much thoughtof. Perhaps you may have met him, Miss, at a ball, or a flower show or something.” ‘‘{ think not,” said Kate, ‘‘but if I did,” she paused half smiling—‘‘it would be odd,” she said, ‘‘if I mistook the ‘gentleman in society’ for you, would it not? By the way, what's your name?” ‘“‘My name? Oh—Smith,” said the young man coolly—‘‘Tom Smith, Miss, at your service.” The girl laughed. ‘‘ There are a great many Smiths in the world,” she said. ‘‘I wonder if there is a certain family likeness among them.” ‘‘] expect there is,” said this special ‘‘Smith,” ‘‘ Naturally there would be.” ‘‘Qh, of course,” said Kate, looking steadily at him. ‘‘Naturally—there would be. But why have you told me a falsehood—Tom Smith?” COMicloe (Sri C(O)