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106 A SOCIAL METEOR. at any rate, bore no ill-feeling on account of the disagreement of the morning before. Her con- science troubled her a little, too, for the unkind thoughts which she had had of Ray. She was a quick-tempered little creature, and so accustomed © to having her own way that she had become con- vinced she ought always to have it; she really meant no harm, and then she had begged pardon for her bad behavior so prettily; just lke a petted, spoiled child. Perhaps she had been a little hard on her, for Ray was the best-inten- tioned woman in the world, and nobody could persuade her to the contrary. So she argued with herself as she made her way through the crowded store to where the coy- eted jewel was. It was the work of but a few moments to select it from the velvet bed which it shared with dozens of others, pay the price, and re-enter the carriage. As she alighted at her hotel, she started a little at the sight of a figure just in front of her. It was only a man in a long, heavy overcoat, which he wore unbuttoned and thrown open in a very imprudent fashion, considering the state of the thermometer, but there was something very Gomicbhoo cS com —