“It isn’t nice if you happen to prefer New York,” said Miss Sophy. “Miss Church prefers New York. Tell him you are dying to see New York; it will make him angry,” she went on.
“I have no desire to make him angry,” said Aurora, smiling.
“It is only Miss Ruck who can do that,” I rejoined. “Have you been a long time in Europe?”
“Always.”
“I call that wicked!” Miss Sophy declared.
“You might be in a worse place,” I continued. “I find Europe very interesting.”
Miss Ruck gave a little laugh. “I was saying that you wanted to pass for a European.”
“Yes, I want to pass for a Dalmatian.”
Miss Ruck looked at me a moment. “Well, you had better not come home,” she said. “No one will speak to you.”
“Were you born in these countries?” I asked of her companion.