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92 A SOCIAL METEOR. disparaging word she spoke of Georgie. So she was obliged to swallow her rage. Lee placed his hat and coat on a chair and prepared to make himself comfortable, while she was wondering how she could escape to her room, in order to make herself more presentable. She knew that if she moved he would see that she was minus most of her hair; the greater part of it being at that moment gracefully repos- ing on her dressing table. ‘Try as she would, however, she could think of no reasonable excuse to send him out of the room, so she gave it up in despair and settled back among her cushions with adeep sigh. “I’m awfully sorry to find you so miserable,” he said sympathetically, mistaking the meaning of her respiration. “Don’t you think you had better see a doctor? ‘There must be one in the hotel. You may get worse if you don’t.” She shook her head languidly. “I don’t feel particularly ill,” she murmured, “but I’ve got the ‘blues’ I imagine. It’s so tire- some to be in the house alone all the time. Even my buoyant nature cannot always stand the pressure.” “But Georgie is generally with you, isn’t she ?” Gomichboo SS (E(o)