“If you know Mrs. Vesey, why didn’t you go and speak to her? I’m sure she saw you,” Rose said.
Captain Jay replied even more circumspectly than usual. “Because I didn’t want to leave you.”
“Well, you can go now; you’re free,” Rose rejoined.
“Thank you. I shall never go again.”
“That won’t be civil,” said Rose.
“I don’t care to be civil. I don’t like her.”
“Why don’t you like her?”
“You ask too many questions.”
“I know I do,” the girl acknowledged.
Captain Jay had already shaken hands with her, but at this he put out his hand again. “She’s too worldly,” he murmured, while he held Rose Tramore’s a moment.