"She will feel as I do," Rosemary retorted hotly, "that the man's presence at her table is an outrage."
"But he told me that Philip and Anna will be allowed to come home."
"Yes. Provisionally. Until I——"
"Elza need not know about that," Jasper broke in hurriedly. "That is why I thought you would see her. She need not know that Philip's release is only—conditional——"
Rosemary thought the matter over for a moment. As always, Jasper was right. Elza need not know. Not yet.
"Shall I go to her now," she said, "and tell her?"
"I think it would come best from you. It will be such good news for her, poor thing."
"Poor darling!" Rosemary sighed; then she added more coldly: "But what about me?"
"What do you mean?"
"Am I expected to sit at table with that mealy-mouthed Roumanian?"