it. These people have no laws to restrain them, which means, in
plain English, that they are habitual thieves and murderers.

RANKIN. Nay, nay: not exactly that,

LADY CICELY (indignantly). Of course not. You always think,
Howard, that nothing prevents people killing each other but the
fear of your hanging them for it. But what nonsense that is! And
how wicked! If these people weren't here for some good purpose,
they wouldn't have been made, would they, Mr. Rankin?

RANKIN. That is a point, certainly, Leddy Ceecily.

SIR HOWARD. Oh, if you are going to talk theology--

LADY CICELY. Well, why not? theology is as respectable as law, I
should think. Besides, I'm only talking commonsense. Why do
people get killed by savages? Because instead of being polite to
them, and saying Howdyedo? like me, people aim pistols at them.
I've been among savages--cannibals and all sorts. Everybody said
they'd kill me. But when I met them, I said Howdyedo? and they
were quite nice. The kings always wanted to marry me.

SIR HOWARD. That does not seem to me to make you any safer here,
Cicely. You shall certainly not stir a step beyond the protection
of the consul, if I can help it, without a strong escort.

LADY CICELY. I don't want an escort.

SIR HOWARD. I do. And I suppose you will expect me to accompany