And it doesn't matter about Elizabeth, because I'm staying close here in Henrietta Street, and I'll be in again if I may.

I just looked in to ask whether Maggie might come and have dinner with me at my little place to-night.
It's a most respectable place--I'll come and fetch her, of course, and bring her back afterwards." Of course Aunt Anne could not refuse, but oh! how Maggie saw that she wanted to! The battle that followed was silent.

Uncle Mathew's eyes narrowed themselves to fiery malicious points; he dropped them and moved his feet restlessly on the soft carpet.
"Quite respectable!" he repeated.
Aunt Anne smiled gently.

"Why, of course, Mathew.

I know you'll look after Maggie.