Yung. Mee-Mee belongs to me: you may take Mee-Mee, if you’ll give me back my certificate!
Olang. Be silent!
[Exit Yunglangtsi.
Cosi. Well, make a security of her and you shall have de money—wid de other securities too, mind you! Dere’s no knowing: she might die.
Olang. Mee-Mee a security! No, no, that is impossible!
Mrs. O. Why is it impossible, I should like to know?
Josi. [To Cosi.] Leave dem alone. You’ve got her.
[They retire.
Olang. But, my dear, we—we can’t risk it!
Mrs. O. Stuff! I know what I’m about.