'Roland!' That was Dick's voice—but it was unheeded.
'Will you stay here, then?' the girl asked.
'Here in this house? In your house?'
'You can have my brother Emanuel's room. I shall be very glad if you will stay. And I will show you everything.' She did not invite the young man called Dick, but this other, the young man who drank her wine and ate her apple.
'If your—your—your guardian—or your great-great-grandmother approves.'
'Oh! she will approve. Stay, Roland Lee. We will make you very happy here. And you don't know what a lot there is to see.'
'Roland!' Again Dick's warning voice.
'A thousand thanks!' he said. 'I will stay.'