"The direction to Mr. Plumfield's!" said Fleda.
"What's your old friend, Mr. Carleton, doing in New York?" said Charlton.
"Is he there still?" said Mrs. Rossitur.
"Large as life," answered her son.
"Which, though you might not suppose it, aunt Lucy, is about the height of Captain Rossitur, with I should judge a trifle less weight."
"Your eyes are observant!" said Charlton.
"Of a good many things," said Fleda, lightly.
"He is not my height by half an inch!" said Charlton; "I am just six feet without my boots."
"An excellent height!" said Fleda " 'your six feet was ever the only height.' "
"Who said that?" said Charlton.