"Is the question, Aggie, whether we shall allow you Mr.Longdon?
Won't that rather 'do' for us--for Mitchy and me?
I say, Duchess," he went on as this lady reappeared, "ARE we going to allow her Mr.Longdon and do we quite realise what we're about?
We mount guard awfully, you know"-- he carried the joke back to the person he had named.

"We sift and we sort, we pick the candidates over, and I should like to hear any one say that in this case at least I don't keep a watch on my taste.

Oh we close in!" The Duchess, the object of her quest in her hand, had come back.

"Well then Mr.Longdon will close WITH us--you'll consider henceforth that he's as safe as yourself.

Here's the letter I wanted you to read--with which you'll please take a turn, in strict charge of the child, and then restore her to us.