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172 A SOCIAL METEVR. feel as if I ever wished to see or hear from you again. I think you will understand, and it would pain me to explain. Forgive me if I seem cruel, but I cannot forget. GEORGIE. This she laid on her dressing-table, and then, without so much as looking toward the bed, from which she could hear Ray’s low, quiet breathing, she left the room and the hotel. When my lady awoke, it was with a dull, tired feeling, and a strange buzzing in her ears. She felt for her watch under the pillow, but it was not there. Then she spied it on her dressing- table, and, upon looking at it, found the hands pointed to twelve o’clock. “TI must have forgotten to wind it last night,” she thought. But no, when she held it up to her ear it was ticking as placidly as usual. “Then Annette must have gone out and for- gotten to awake me,’ she decided, and forthwith proceeded to ring the bell. Almost instantly the maid appeared, bearing a delicate breakfast on a tray. ‘What do you mean, you stupid, by letting me sleep until this hour?” she cried, angrily. “You know I had to go to the dressmaker’s at eleven EomicbooksrGo