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A SOCIAL METEOR. 67 loll. I can’t imagine you sprawled out this way,. slowly baking yourself, first on one side and then on the other,” returned Ray with a mirthless hittle laugh. “Do you knowI think I’d makea good Turk, for there’s nothing I like better than to ‘hang around’ and ‘take my comfort’ for six days out of the week.” ‘And on the other one ?” ‘Then I want to go in for a rattling good time, to do whatever I choose, and thoroughly enjoy my youth and health. If I were a man I think I should never remain a month in the same place, but as Iam not, I indulge occasionally in a cigarette and dream, and dream, until I am no longer myself.” “You worthless little creature!” exclaimed Georgie. “I dare say I am,” admitted Ray, lazily, “but that’s my disposition and I can’t help it; can I? I sit here hour after hour sometimes, when I’m out of sorts, and try to imagine a day when I can do just exactly as I like.” “That day will never come, my dear. Fancy such a state of affairs!” said Georgie, lightly. “Your friends would have rather a hard time of it I’m afraid, you are so full of whims. If you Eomichbooks (E@)