A Social Meteor — page 161: what you’re looking at

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A SUCIAL METEOR. 151 beautiful corsage bouquets, and a note addressed to Mrs. Thorne, were brought in. Both were from Jack, who wrote to advise them to bundle themselves up well, as he would bring a sleigh instead of a carriage, and the night promised to be very cold. Georgie’s heart gave a painful leap as she looked upon the familiar handwriting once more, this time not addressed to her. But she smiled at Ray’s little cries of joy when she took out the flowers, though she refused to accept either bunch. “But he intends one for you, my dear,” in- sisted Ray, put out by what she chose to call Georgie’s nonsense. “It doesn’t make any difference, I don’t care to take it,” she answered, firmly. “As you like, of course; but what will you do with it? I can’t wear both, you know.” “Put it in water and leave it on the table,” suggested Georgie, coldly. “All right. But it will look queer, I think, to see me with flowers on and you with none. Really, I wish you would wear it.” “Tee may send me some.” “And if he doesn’t ?” "-comicbooks: