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A SOCIAL METEOR. 159 As they were putting on their wraps, Mr. Nel- son was told that his coachman wished to speak to him. “Well, Brewster, what is it?” he asked of the man. “If you please, sir, the mare struck herself coming up, and her foot is that sore I’m afraid it would hurt her to drive her back.” “Is that so?” said Jack. ‘‘What are we to do, then, at this hour? Wecan’t walk, you, know.” “The stable man says you can have a couple of broughams he has, sir, which is all he can give you to-night.” | " “Very well, then, tell him to get them ready directly, as we have no choice. But it’s too bad, as our drive up was delightful.” How to pair off was the next question, but that was decided by Lee, who thought it wiser to have a man in each carriage in case of accident. “One never knows the condition of these drivers,” said he, “‘especially on a cold night.” So when the carriages came around, Mr. Grant got in with Georgie, leaving Ray and Jack to go together. Lee, occupied with his own thoughts, which, by the way, were none too pleasant, was silent ‘S Veomicboo : f ey com: « A y: > } nt % - ? f