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A SUCIAL METEOR. | 255 few days; how anxiously she had looked ~ -forward to this visit. The note she had received from him in answer to the crushing one which she had sent, had been short and concise, merely saying he would “callon Thursday night, if possible.” She had awaited him in fear and trembling, conjecturing what he would do in the interim; whether he would fly at once to Georgie, and demand an explanation, or sit at home and brood over his heartless dismissal. Knowing his proud nature, she had thought the latter course the more probable, and upon that she had pinned her hope. But what if he had gone to Georgie, and discovering the treachery which had been practiced upon him, had come now to confront her with his proofs? This thought gave her a momentary return of nervousness, but she smothered it and summoning a smile to her lips, she went to meet him. Her first glance at him told her that she had nothing to fear; that he had no suspicion what- ever, and her confidence rapidly returned. His face was white and haggard; it was evident that he had come to seek comfort, not to accuse. So she boldly pursued the course she had marked out for herself. “T’m so glad to see you,” she murmured, “I didn’t know but what you had deserted me. It seems an age since—since I left New York.” Eomichoo SS (E(o) Mm),