"I was frightened to death, and I wanted to see somebody; and I knew _you_ wouldn't send for him. Wasn't it good I did! --"
Rose clapped her hands. The colour in Elizabeth's face was gradually getting brilliant. She passed on.
"And now you' ll live in Mannahatta?"
Elizabeth did not answer.
"And will you send for old Mr. Landholm to come back and take care of this place again?"
"Hush, Rose! -- Mr. Landholm will do what he pleases."
"_You_ don't please about it, I suppose?"
"Yes I do, Rose, -- not to talk at all on the subject!"
THE END.