There was a pause. Elizabeth had not stirred from her position. Her head rested yet on her hand, her eyes looked steadily out of the window.
"It will seem so lonely there!" said Rose whimpering.
"Yes! — more lonely than here."
"I meant in the house. But there one can get out and see some one."
"There isn't a soul in Mannahatta I care to see."
"Lizzie! —"
"Not that I know of."
"Lizzie! — Mr. Landholm?"
"I mean, not one that I am like to see."
"What do you go to Mannahatta for, then?" said Rose unbelievingly.