how little she cared if the groom did hear him call her Rosey, for that was his name for her.
"Now, Gerry, remember, I've made you no promises; but I'll play fair. If I change my mind, I'll write and tell you. And you may write to me."
"Every day?"
"Silly boy, be reasonable! Once a month! You'll see, you'll get tired of it."
"Come, Rosey, I say! The idea!"
"Yes, you will! Now go! You'll lose the train."
"Oh, Rosey dearest!"
"Yes, what?—you'll lose the train."
"Oh, my dearest, I can't! Just think—I may never see you again!"
"You must go, Gerry dear! And there's that blockhead of a boy outside there."