Zoe blushed, and drew away from him. Just then Ned Severne came in, and Vizard introduced him to Uxmoor with great geniality and pride. The charming young man was in a black surtout, with a blue scarf, the very tint for his complexion.
The girls looked at one another, and in a moment Fanny was elected Zoe's agent. She signaled Severne, and when he came to her she said, for Zoe, "Don't you know we are going to the opera at Homburg?""Yes, I know," said he, "and I hope you will have a pleasanter evening than I shall.""You are not coming with us?"
"No," said he, sorrowfully.
"You had better," said Fanny, with a deal of quiet point, more, indeed, than Zoe's pride approved.
"Not if Mr. Severne has something more attractive," said she, turning palish and pinkish by turns.
All this went on _sotto voce,_ and Uxmoor, out of good-breeding, entered into conversation with Miss Maitland and Vizard. Severne availed himself of this diversion, and fixed his eyes on Zoe with an air of gentle reproach, then took a letter out of his pocket, and handed it to Fanny.