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198 A SOCIAL METEOR. Clarke had left them, and then Georgie said, in- terrogatively : “You received my note, I suppose ?” “Doesn’t my presence testify to that fact ?” re- plied Peter. “And now I am awaiting your or- ders.” “Peter,” she said, suddenly clasping her hands and looking at him pleadingly, “you won’t refuse to do me a favor, will you ?” ‘No, of course I won’t.” “Fiven if I make what seems to you a strange request ?” “What are you driving at? Out with it.” “Well, Peter, you know where this widow is living, don’t you ?” ‘“N-no, not exactly; but I could easily find out, I suppose. Why ?” “I wish you would, and then—I want you to take me there.” “Why, what are you thinking of ? You don’t know her, and it would be out of the question to take you there,” returned Peter. — “No, it wouldn’t; I want to see her very par- ticularly, and, Peter, I mast go; if you don’t take ye somebody else shall, JI mean what I say.” Gomichbooks (E)