“I must say good-bye for a long time, Miss Rose,” said Mr Millar. “I shall have sailed before you are home again, I suppose.”
“You go in the first steamer, then?”
“I don’t know, I am not quite sure yet. I have not quite decided.”
“Of course, he goes by the first steamer,” said Harry. “He should have gone long ago. There is no use dwelling longer over so simple a matter.”
Rose opened her eyes very wide.
“Is that the way you speak to your friend and partner?” said Fanny.
“Really, Harry, I am afraid your fine temper is being spoiled,” said Rose. “I think Mr Millar is very good not to mind you.”
“I understand Harry,” said his friend.
“You don’t understand yourself, nor what is good for you. Good-bye, dear, silly, little Rose.”
“Good-bye, Harry. Don’t be cross.”