"Of course." Felix nodded, the picture of nonchalance. "I should hate for her to worry. I'll write her a note too so she can meet us at the house or if you'd prefer back at the ball." His perceptive eyes took in Miss Fawcett, noting the movement to her pocket and her guarded expression. "I am sorry, I was not able to find her. But I assure you, I shall keep you from harm."