Chapter Twenty.
Tom Expresses his Opinion.
Charley Melton was not at home.
Tom went again. Not at home.
Three weeks passed before he could meet him, and then it was by accident at one of the clubs, and during all this time Tryphie had grown colder, and the wedding-day was approaching. But at last the two young men encountered, and Tom went straight to the point, “Hit out,” as he termed it.
“Charley Melton,” he said, “are you going to let this cursed marriage come off?”
“What can I do?” said Charley, lighting a cigar. “I have tried everything, and am forbidden the house.”
“Why not coax Maudey to come and meet you somewhere?”