e., to what they have been thinking of
all through the letter, she dropped a careless hint that all the party
missed him very much, "even the obnoxious colonel, who, by-the-by, has
transferred his services elsewhere. I have forgiven him that, because he
has said civil things about you."
Rose was reading her letter over again, to make sure that all the
principal expressions were indistinct, and that the composition
generally, except the postscript, resembled a Delphic oracle, when
there was a hasty footstep, and a tap at her door, and in came Jacintha,
excited.
"He is come, mademoiselle," cried she, and nodded her head like a
mandarin, only more knowingly; then she added, "So you may burn that."
For her quick eye had glanced at the table.
"Who is come?" inquired Rose, eagerly.
"Why, your one?"
"My one?" asked the young lady, reddening, "my what?"
"The little one--Edouard--Monsieur Riviere."
"Oh, Monsieur Riviere," said Rose, acting nonchalance. "Why could you
not say so? you use such phrases, who can conjecture what you mean? I
will come to Monsieur Riviere directly; mamma will be so glad.
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