"Forgiving him ?" "He asked you if you couldn't.

But you can't.

It's too dreadful for me, as so near a relation, to have, loyally--loyally to YOU--to say it.

But he's impossible." It was so portentously produced that her ladyship had somehow to meet it.

"What's the matter with him ?" "I don't know." "Then what's the matter with YOU ?" Lady Wantridge inquired.
"It's because I WON'T know," Mamie--not without dignity--explained.
"Then _I_ won't either." "Precisely.