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- 934 A SOCIAL METEOR. kind, nevertheless, and: I thank you in his name and my own.” “It might be arranged, though, so that she couldn’t touch it,” she pursued, “mightn’t it ?” “Oh, I suppose so, but don’t let’s talk about that now; you have years and years to enjoy it in yourself first, I hope. ‘There will be time enough to think of him when you are the forlorn, spectacled old maid that you threaten to be,” he responded, smiling down at her. “T never said that,’”’ she returned, seriously. “No? I thought you did.” “What I said was that I never should marry, and I don’t think I ever shall.” ‘Pooh; that sounds like such folly. We shall see.” t ‘Yes, we shall see,”’ she echoed. Mrs. Clarke, who had waited up for them, was dozing in her chair when they came in, but started up guiltily as their voices fell upon her | ear. “Dear me,” she exclaimed, apologetically, “I must have actually fallen asleep, as I didn’t hear you ring at all; this room is so warm. Come right in, Peter, and have some tea; you, too, Georgie, won’t you? No? ‘Then do go on upto your room, as you must be tired, and you need sleep.” “Yes,” chimed in Peter, who could never refrain (Eo) Téomicbooks