“I must be going, too,” Hi said.
“Going! nonsense,” Rosa said. “You’ve come for the day. You’ve had neither tennis nor a swim. Come in.”
When he had come in, Rosa looked at him with malice.
“Isn’t he handsome, Hi?” she asked.
“Handsome? I should think he is,” Hi said. “He is everything and has everything.”
“No; he hasn’t everything,” Rosa said. “I know several things that he has not. But even if he had everything, he wouldn’t be good enough for her.”
Hi did not answer, for the thought of Manuel having the beautiful Carlotta went through him with a pang.
“He wouldn’t be good enough for her; would he?” Rosa repeated.
“I hope so.”
“No, you don’t,” Rosa said. “You know that he wouldn’t. Confess, Hi, he wouldn’t.”