"Yes, but to whom ?--doesn't it rather depend on that?
To whom have the Prince and Charlotte then been too charming ?" "To each other, in the first place--obviously.

And then both of them together to Maggie." "To Maggie ?" he wonderingly echoed.
"To Maggie." She was now crystalline.

"By having accepted, from the first, so guilelessly--yes, so guilelessly, themselves--her guileless idea of still having her father, of keeping him fast, in her life." "Then isn't one supposed, in common humanity, and if one hasn't quarrelled with him, and one has the means, and he, on his side, doesn't drink or kick up rows--isn't one supposed to keep one's aged parent in one's life ?" "Certainly--when there aren't particular reasons against it.

That there may be others than his getting drunk is exactly the moral of what is before us.

In the first place Mr.Verver isn't aged." The Colonel just hung fire--but it came.