“So it seems, my dear. But are you sure incognito is Spanish?”
“Oh, yes! William Knight told me so,” said Rhoda, with another toss of her head.
“I imagined it was Latin,” observed Mrs Dorothy. “But ’tis true, I know nought of either tongue.”
“Oh, William Knight knows everything,” said Rhoda, hyperbolically.
“He must be a very ingenious young man,” quietly observed Mrs Dorothy.
“Well, he is,” said Rhoda, scarcely perceiving the satire latent in Mrs Dorothy’s calm tones.
“I am glad to hear it, my dear,” returned the old lady.
“But he’s very uppish,—that’s pos.,” resumed the young one.
“Really, my dear, you are full of new words,” said Mrs Dorothy, good-naturedly. “What means ‘pos.,’ pray you?”
“Why, ‘positive,’” said Rhoda, laughing. “And rep. means reputation, and fire means spirit, and smart means sharp, and a concert means a lot of people singing and playing on instruments of music, and an operation means anything you do, and a speculation means—well, it means—it means a speculation, you know.”