"Is that true?" she asked, pausing with her foot on the threshold, and turning back to him. "If I could believe it there are two favors that I should like to ask."
"Two favors?" he repeated. "Ah, I weell be heavenlee happee eef eet ees dat I do two favors."
"One is for myself," she said, "and the other is for Miss Wentstile. I'm sure you won't refuse me."
"Who could refuse one ladee so loovlaie!"
"The first is," Alice went on, paying no heed to the Count's florid compliments, "that you give me the letter Mrs. Neligage gave you yesterday."
"But de ladee what have wrote eet—"
"The lady that wrote it," Alice interrupted, "desires to have it again."
"Den weell I to her eet geeve," said the Count.
"But she has empowered me to receive it."
"But dat eet do not empower me eet to geeve."