"I'm hanged if I know what the world's coming to!" Pollyooly said nothing.

She looked at him solemnly as if impressed by his difficulty.

He gazed at her gloomily.

Then he said firmly: "Look here: I'm not going to have his coming interfere with our walks; and he's not coming with us to call on people." Pollyooly knitted her brow and after a thoughtful pause said: "I shouldn't think he'll want to." "He won't, if he does," said the duke firmly.

"And mind you keep him up to the mark and see that he doesn't let out that you're not Marion." "Oh, I will," said Pollyooly.
"Well, run away and get your lessons done.