Tracy
Uncle Willie! Uncle Willie! How nice.
Mr. Lord
I beg your pardon.
Tracy
Please go on into lunch, everyone. I want a word with Uncle Willie...
Mr. Lord
I'm afraid I don't understand.
Tracy
You never have, but you came anyway, didn't you?
Mr. Lord
Oh! Still Justice, with her shining sword - eh, daughter? Who's on the spot?
Tracy
We are, thanks to you - Uncle Willie.
