Prove it, will you--that's all.

Prove it.

You have found her, you say.

I can tell you (if you don't know it) that you have found the most artful, lying, pilfering, devilish little minx that was ever born .-- Have you got her here ?' she added, looking sharply round.
'No, she is not here at present,' returned the Notary.

'But she is quite safe.' 'Ha!' cried Sally, twitching a pinch of snuff out of her box, as spitefully as if she were in the very act of wrenching off the small servant's nose; 'she shall be safe enough from this time, I warrant you.' 'I hope so,' replied the Notary.