Rose gave another shrug.
"Perhaps so, papa. It looks like flirting, but appearances are deceitful. Papa!"
"Yes, my dear."
"I wish you would let me go back to Ottawa!"
"To Ottawa! Why, you only left it the other day. What do you want to go back to Ottawa for?"
"It's so dull here, papa," answered Rose, fidgeting with her book, "and I had such a good time there. I shall die of the dismals in this house before the winter is over."
"Then we must try and enliven it up a little for you. What would you like, a house-warming?"
"Oh, papa! that would be delightful."
"All right, then, a house-warming it shall be. We must speak to Grace and Kate about it; hold a council of war, you know, and settle preliminaries. I can't spare my little Rosie just yet, and let her run away to Ottawa."
Rose gave him a rapturous kiss, and Captain Danton walked away, unlocked the green baize door, and disappeared.