Then the door was shut on Mr. Paul Kingsley, and the thought flew away and was gone.
"Who is that conceited fool of an Englishman?" said Nino, who felt cross and liked to show it.
Nancy flushed. "Please don't speak like that about Englishmen. My father was English." Then she added, with a little toss of her head: "And he was not a bit of a conceited fool."
"I never said he was," said Nino.
"Oh!" gasped Nancy, "you did!"
"I said nothing of the kind," declared Nino. "Your father was a good and noble man."
"You know I was not talking of my father," said Nancy.
"No more was I," said Nino.
Nancy turned to Della Rocca, who was preluding carelessly with smooth fingers and all his smiles alight.
"Nino always cavils and confuses until one does not know what one is talking about!"