"I can't see that.

A strong lock and key are certainly the best surety for the due appearance of any young woman disposed to run away.

I think the best way would be to make her feel at once that her father is a magistrate, and commit her to her own room until called upon to appear." Whitecraft, whose object was occasionally to puzzle his friend, gave a cold grin, and added: "I suppose your next step would be to make her put in security.

No--no, Mr.Folliard; if you will be advised by me, try the soothing system; antiphlogistic remedies are always the best in a case like hers." "Anti--what?
Curse me, if I can understand every tenth word you say.
However, I give you credit, Whitecraft; for upon my soul I didn't think you knew half so much as you do.

That last, however, is a tickler--a nut that I can't crack.