"To call on me?"
"On you, certainly."
"Shall I have to see him?"
"She, Rose, she. Yes; I think you'll have to see her."
"I didn't know," said Rose, "you had a friend."
She meant what she would have called a lady friend.
"I've dozens," said Tanqueray, knowing what she meant.
"You haven't told me this one's name yet."
"Her name is Jane Holland."
It was Rose who became thoughtful now.