She was up now and sat at the side of the bed. She was pretty in the candlelight.

“You are such a fool, Hobbsie. You don’t even know what you did wrong. How will you not do it again? You cannot make such a promise. It is a silly and empty promise. You are such a fool.”
“Well then, tell me. Tell me what I’ve done wrong.” He needed a peppermint, did not have one, and settled for a cigar. She was up now and sat at the side of the bed. She was pretty in the candlelight.
“You said some things to the Irish boys and you gave a little grin and you looked at me. That is not the right thing and I did not like this. We, what we do, is our business and I am not someone you may tell about. I am not some conquista, some whore you bounce on and brag to your men about.”
She was angry but not so angry that she was through with him. She watched him blanch and that was a good sign. Hobbs was truly embarrassed and meant no harm. He understood the impropriety of his acts, nonetheless, even if what Rosario saw him do was misinterpreted. He would never, ever brag to the men about her. He could not even remember the incident, could not make the connection, but what Rosario saw was real to her, and that was enough. He had to make it right.  ALLINGHAM