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90 A SOCIAL METEOR. Startled, as a person is apt to be, when called out of a sound sleep, she opened her eyes suddenly, dimly wondering what had disturbed her. Then as the knock was repeated she lifted _ her head, too exhausted to rise, and called out drowsily : “Come in.” A waiter entered with a card in his hand. She read: “Mr. Lee Percival Grant,” and gave a little cry of joy. She opened her lips to tell the man to beg him to wait a few moments and she wonld receive him, when Lee, supposing of course that he was expected, stepped into the room, hat in hand. So James went quietly out and closed the door after him. They both looked a little confused, but Ray was the first to recover herself. She held out her hand to him and said, smil- ing faintly: “I hope you will excuse my not rising, Lee, but you see I’m on the sick list to-day. I took a Turkish bath this morning and it proved too much for me. But I’m better now, and am delighted to see you, and I’m sure Georgie will be. Why didn’t you let us know you were Eomichboo “S (E(@)