Leave it to me.

If he behaves nicely, he'll be all right.

If not--" "What shall you do to him ?" asked the signorina.
I foresaw another outburst of conscience, and though I liked Johnny, I liked myself better.

So I said: "Oh, leave it to the colonel; he'll manage all right." "Now I'm off," said the latter, "back to my friend Johnny.

Good-night, signorina.