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110 A SOCIAL METEOR, eyebrows and reply with a shrug as French as herself, that madam was the “most perfect of mistresses and as natural as the day;” for, as I have already said, this girl was devoted to Mrs. Thorne. Again, Ray might still be lying down, sleeping off the morning’s indisposition, and if so it would be most unkind to awake her. Georgie racked her brain, but-could not decide what it was best todo. She heartily wished that she had not said anything to him about coming up stairs, or at least, that she had left him in the parlor until she found out what sort of a recep- tion he would be apt to get. However, it was too late to hesitate any longer, and so she gently opened the reception-room door to see if the coast was clear. She made up her mind to send him away at once with very few words if Mrs. Thorne was not in condition to receive him. She motioned him to wait outside a moment, and then advanced softly into the room. Eomicbooks.co