"But that is not all," said Fleda, a little quieted; "Charlton came in this evening when we were talking, and he was surprised to find me so, and Mr. Thorn was in a very ill humour, and some words passed between them, and Charlton threatened to see him again; and oh, if he does!" said poor Fleda "that will finish our difficulties! for Charlton is very hot, and I know how it will end how it must end"
"Where is your cousin to be found?"
"I don't know where he lodges when he is in town."
"You did not leave him at Mrs. Decatur's. Do you know where he is this evening?"
"Yes!" said Fleda, wondering that she should have heard and remembered; "he said he was going to meet a party of his brother officers at Mme. Fouché's a sister-in-law of his Colonel, I believe."
"I know her. This note was it the name of the young Mr.
Thorn, or of his father that was used?"
"Of his father."
"Has he appeared at all in this business?"
"No," said Fleda, feeling for the first time that there was something notable about it.
"What sort of person do you take him to be?"