"Of course it is something about Florence," said Fanny.

"I'll be bound he is going to meet her.

What will you bet me, Harry, you don't go to the play with Florence before you come home ?" To this Henry deigned no answer; and after that no more questions were asked.
He went up to London and took rooms in Bolton street.

There was a pretty fresh-looking light drawing-room, or, indeed, two drawing-rooms, and a small dining-room, and a large bedroom looking over upon the trees of some great nobleman's garden.

As Harry stood at the window it seemed so odd to him that he should be there.