Mrs. Carleton always said it never was known that Guy was refused anything he had a mind to ask. Charlton, though taken by surprise, and certainly not too much prepossessed in his favour, was won by an influence that, where its owner chose to exert it, was generally found irresistible; and not only accepted the invitation, but was conscious to himself of doing it with a good deal of pleasure. Even when Mr. Carleton made the further request that Captain Rossitur would, in the meantime, see no one on business of any kind, intimating that the reason would then be given, Charlton, though startling a little at this restraint upon his freedom of motion, could do no other than give the desired promise, and with the utmost readiness. Guy then went to Mr. Thorn's. It was, by this time, not early.
"Mr. Lewis Thorn is he at home?"
"He is, Sir," said the servant, admitting him rather hesitatingly.
"I wish to see him a few moments on business."
"It is no hour for business," said the voice of Mr. Lewis from over the balusters "I can't see anybody to-night."
"I ask but a few minutes," said Mr. Carleton. "It is important."
"It may be anything!" said Thorn. "I wont do business after twelve o'clock."
Mr. Carleton desired the servant to carry his card, with the same request, to Mr. Thorn the elder.
"What's that?" said Thorn, as the man came up stairs "my father? Pshaw! he can't attend to it. Well, walk up, Sir, if you please! may as well have it over and done with it."
Mr. Carleton mounted the stairs and followed the young gentleman into an apartment, to which he rapidly led the way.