“But I don’t want her to let—”
“No. I understand, and don’t misunderstand me. We are quite at one.”
“And you will be my friend?”
“Yes. I like you. If you are good enough for my Rose—I doubt— Come and see us; and be prudent now. I never could hold my own tongue. Therefore, much conversational adversity makes me a good adviser. If you see Rose at all before we leave, be on your guard.”
“Thank you again,” and he took her hand.
“Now I must go. What a pity we were ordered not to talk!”
“Dreadful, was it not? And how good we have been! I assure you, Miss Anne, I am worlds the better for your visit. Good-by. I am to be up on the lounge on Sunday afternoon. Indeed, I am to be carried out to the porch. I could walk well enough. Don’t you think I shall have a chance to say good-by?”
“To me? Oh, yes.”
“Please, Miss Anne, you know I mean Miss Rose!”
“Why not? And now I must go.”