“I hate that fellow.
“I saw him a few evenings since; if I meet him again I’ll have a little private chat with him, and sound him!
“I shouldn’t wonder, though, if he is after her.
“I see her go out frequently in the afternoon for a walk; I would lay a wager that she meets him!”
This latter thought stung Charley to the quick, and he sighed very deeply.
As he entered the parlour one bright afternoon, he discovered Clara sitting in the shadows of the window-curtains.
She held something in her hand, and kissed it!
The heart of Charley Warbeck beat very quickly.
She was apparently absorbed in thought, and knew nothing of his presence in the apartment.
He noiselessly approached nearer to her, and observed that she had a note in her lap, and frequently glanced at it.