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142 A SOCIAL METEOR, aud drew on her wrapper. She snatched up a brush as she passed the bureau, so as to have some occupation for her hands if things went too much against her and she got nervous ‘Now, my dear,” began Georgie, kindly, when they had found seats, “I don’t want you to be offended with me, or hurt, when I tell you that I thought it very mean of you this evening to per- sist in asking Jack to dine here, and then to accept his invitation for to-morrow.” ‘And why, pray ?” demanded Ray, curtly. “Can you not understand that I have no desire, under the circumstances, to be in his com- pany ?” asked Georgie, quietly. ‘No, I cannot, for if so, why did you deliber- ately bring him up stairs to-night?” retorted Ray. , “I had no choice; he insisted upon coming up to see you. Why he did it I don’t know, unless it was to annoy me.” “But weren’t you out with him all the after- noon ?” inquired Ray. “Most certainly not,’ replied Georgie, indig- nantly. “What -a question! I met him in the lower hall just as I was coming in.” | Ray shrugged her shoulders as if to say she (EONNIE KOOKS (E@)