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A SOCIAL METEOR. 187 trunks, knocked presently, as she wished to put some clothes into the wardrobe. Mrs. Thorne told her to come in, and much to the woman’s amazement, offered tovassist her. She felt as if she would go wild if she had not some occupa- tion for her mind and hands. “Madam,” said the girl, as she deposited a box of gloves on a drawer, “I have found a note among the handkerchiefs which I did not know where to put. Shall I bring it to you?” | “Yes,” said Ray, indifferently. Annette disappeared and returned almost im- mediately with the letter. It was the one Georgie had left on her bureau the night before. She took it and re-read it mechanically. What horrible luck she was in, to be sure. Everything seemed to come upon her at once. Here was one to whom she well knew she would not have to apply in vain, had she not forfeited the right to do so. Perhaps, after all, Georgie could be induced to overlook her mishap of the night before. But no, she knew that she was a woman whose yes meant yes, and whose no meant no, and that a friendship with her, once broken, could never be renewed. She would send her a check, beyond a doubt, if she asked Eomicbooks (Eo)