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86 A SOCIAL METEOR. for you to invite Mr. and Mrs. Lovell to stay to dinner yesterday.” “Why, they are friends of yours,” returned Ray, in a tone of indignant surprise. “Then, don’t you think it would have been just as well to let me ask them? ‘They aren’t people I care particularly for, at any time,” re- plied Georgie, “and I wouldn’t invite them to take a meal with me in my own house, to say nothing of a hotel like this. She has a long tongue, and, the first thing you know, will be saying something spiteful about us, especially as I was not very cordial in my invitation.” “Well, I only thought they would help to re- lieve the monotony a little. It gets so stupid and poky with only ourselves day after day,” uttered Ray, crossly, “and your society isn’t always sufficient to make a person forget that such a thing as trouble exists in the world.” Georgie turned scarlet, and walked away with- out a word. She was so angry that she had to | bite her lips to keep from making the stinging reply which was on the end of her tongue. Ray, seeing that she had gone too far, sprang toward her and caught her hand. “Don’t leave me that way,” she said, plead- Eomicbooks. Go