"Who said that?" said Charlton.
"Isn't it enough that I say it?"
"What's he staying here for?"
"I don't know really," said Fleda. "It's very difficult to tell what people do things for."
"Have you seen much of him?" said Mrs. Rossitur.
"Yes ma'am--a good deal--he was often at Mrs. Evelyn's."
"Is he going to marry one of her daughters?"
"Oh no!" said Fleda smiling,--"he isn't thinking of such a thing;--not in America--I don't know what he may do in England."
"No!" said Charlton.--"I suppose he would think himself contaminated by matching with any blood in this hemisphere."
"You do him injustice," said Fleda, colouring;--"you do not know him, Charlton."