"Then it is that which is poisoning you. The paints are deleterious, child. There is white lead and red lead, and verdigris, and gamboge, and twenty other poisons in those colour cakes. Lock them up! lock them up! Get your bonnet on. I want you to make a call with me."
"With _you_, uncle?"

Get your bonnet on. I want you to make a call with me."
"With you, uncle?" 