"Mr. Waddington, you'd take him on again for your secretary if he'd come back?"
"He'd come back all right. Trust him."
"And you'd take him?"
"My dear young lady, why should I? I don't want him; I want you."
"And I don't want to stand in his way."
"You needn't worry about that."
"I can't help worrying about it. You'd take him back if I wasn't here."
"You are here."
"But if I weren't?"
"Come, come. You mustn't talk to me like that."