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/ 26 A SOCIAL METEOR. movements were quick and graceful and her voice had the merry, frank ring of a child’s. “Tee is late, as usual,” remarked Ray, a little pettishly when the hands of the clock pointed to five minutes after eight.~ “The dinner will be ruined in a little while and it always provokes Charley so, to keep him waiting. Ah, here he comes, at last,” as a tall, fine-looking man entered the room and came toward them. “We were just _ wondering if you would be unkind enough to disappoint us this evening.” Then turning to her companion, “ Georgie, my dear, permit me to introduce Mr. Grant. I expect you and Miss Wheatley to be great friends, Lee.” Mr. Grant was a large, well-shaped man of about thirty-five, with strength stamped on every line of his face and figure. His features, though a trifle too heavy for perfect beauty, perhaps, were good in outline, and refined, particularly his mouth. He was clean-shaven, and when he smiled, showed to advantage a set of splendid teeth. After a little conversation Georgie decided that _ she was going to like him, and shecertainly con- sidered him one of the most striking-looking men she had ever seen. He possessed a peculiar charm Eomichbooks: Go