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A SOCIAL METAVOR. 213 CHAPTER XV. PETER’S STORY. “Well, do you feel repaid for the trouble you have taken to secure this interview?” asked Peter, dryly, as the carriage drove off; “you know ) I warned you “I did not suppose it would be pleasant,” re- plied Georgie, listlessly, “but I hardly expected to find her such a——” | “Demon,” finished Peter, quickly; “she cer- tainly is the Old Nick himself when she gets started, and her tongue is endless. She seemed in a fair way to get going this afternoon, only I put a stop to it. Did you notice how she put her hands on her-hips, for all the world like a washer- woinan? And how those black eyes of hers glittered! I don’t envy Jack much. What a blind fool a man in love is!” “T never saw a more ill-bred person in my life,” said Georgie. “T told you so, you will remember. She is a perfect shrew, and I can’t imagine why Jack ever GOmicbooks (Eo)