She saw that after a couple of
days he decidedly liked her mother, and that he was yet not in the
least aware of it. He took for granted that he believed in her but
little; notwithstanding which he would have trusted her with anything
except Rose herself. His trusting her with Rose would come very
soon. He never spoke to her daughter about her qualities of
character, but two or three of them (and indeed these were all the
poor lady had, and they made the best show) were what he had in mind
in praising her appearance. When he remarked: "What attention Mrs.
Tramore seems to attract everywhere!" he meant: "What a beautifully
simple nature it is!" and when he said: "There's something
extraordinarily harmonious in the colours she wears," it signified:
"Upon my word, I never saw such a sweet temper in my life!" She lost
one of her boxes at Verona, and made the prettiest joke of it to
Captain Jay. When Rose saw this she said to herself, "Next season we
shall have only to choose." Rose knew what was in the box.
By the time they reached Venice (they had stopped at half a dozen
little old romantic cities in the most frolicsome aesthetic way) she
liked their companion better than she had ever liked him before.
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