“Dear me, but you must have had a good time!”
“Yes, I have. But I’ve often wished myself back on the ‘Kronprinz,’—haven’t you?”
“No, I don’t think that I have. The person that I saw the most of on the ‘Kronprinz’ has been with me ever since.”
The American looked surprised, having supposed himself to be that very person. Rosina laughed at his face.
“I mean my maid,” she explained.
Then he laughed too.
“Did you ever smoke any more?”
“Oh, dear, no. Don’t you remember how that one cigarette used me up?”
“You ought to have kept on,—you’d have liked them after a while.”
“Perhaps; but some one told me that they would make my fingers yellow.”