"Then—I think—you'd perhaps better send Rose to me."
"Sir?"
"Please send her to me. I want her."
"And you may want her, sir. Rose isn't here."
"Not here? Where is she? I must see her."
"Rose is visitin' in the country, for her 'ealth."
"Her health? Is she ill?"
Mrs. Eldred executed a vast gesture that dismissed Rose.
"Where is she?" he repeated. "I'll go down and see her."
"You will not, sir. Her uncle wouldn't hear of it."