He found Henrietta alone in the drawing-room. "Have you seen Felix?" she said, as soon as they had greeted each other.
"Yes. I caught him in the street."
"We are so unhappy about him."
"I cannot say but that you have reason. I think, you know, that your mother indulges him foolishly."
"Poor mamma! She worships the very ground he treads on."

He found Henrietta alone in the drawing-room. "Have you seen Felix?" she said.
"Yes. I caught him in the street."
"We are so unhappy about him."
"I think, you know, that your mother indulges him foolishly."
"Poor mamma! She worships the ground he treads on."
