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No other course was, however, open but submission, and, promising that the terms should be complied with, the deputations departed. To stimulate their efforts and zeal in collecting their arms, the combined movements were delayed for three days, and the forces remained encamped at Ghosam, near Manda.
"Well, I don't say I had to do it, and I don't say who the young man was that I was put to look out for " "'Manda!" "But I do say it's pretty hard to wait on a sick person one side the room, and keep watch for a young man the other side, both at once." "'Manda Grier, you're too bad!" pouted Statira. "Don't you believe a word she says, Mr. Barker." "Mr. Barker!" repeated 'Manda Grier.
Albans, which Lemuel had told them of at first a little braggingly. In fact she liked to have him brag of it, and of the splendours of his position and surroundings. She was very curious, but not envious of anything, and it became a joke with her and 'Manda Grier, who pretended to despise the whole affair.
Carried away by the fervor of youth, electrified by his intercourse with the Georges, the Billardiere, Montauran, Bauvan, Longuy, Manda, Bernier, du Guenic, and the Fontaines, Cesar flung himself into the conspiracy by which the royalists and the terrorists combined on the 13th Vendemiaire against the expiring Convention.
"Well, that's what we're goin' to find out," said Statira; but again the verses and alphabet were repeated without effect. "Now you satisfied?" asked 'Manda Grier. "No, not yet. Begin again, Mr. Barker!" He did so, and at the second letter the book dropped. Statira jumped up, and 'Manda Grier began to chase her round the room, to box her ears for her, she said. Lemuel sat looking on.
What should you think of S'tira's going to housekeeping with me?" "I don't believe he likes the idea one bit," Statira answered for him. "Oh yes, I do!" Lemuel protested. "'D you tell him?" 'Manda Grier demanded of her. She nodded with saucy defiance. "Well, you have got along! And about the box- factory?" Statira nodded again, with a look of joyous intelligence at Lemuel.
"But you shouldn't want we girls to set up housekeeping in rooms?" she suggested; and he said that he should, and that he thought it would be more independent and home-like. "We're half doin' it now," said 'Manda Grier, "and I know some rooms two of 'em where we could get along first rate, and not cost us much more 'n half what it does here."
But the next number on the program was furnished by an unexpected participant. The berrying party was busy picking when a crash was heard as if some heavy body were running wild through the leaves and sticks of the woods near by. "Oh," cried Charlie, "I bet that's a bear! Manda, sing a Bear Charm Song!"
"Gee, Manda, I thought of a bully thing!" the boy whispered. "If that old crosspatch Rebecca says 'My goodness' thirty times till four o'clock I'll fetch a tobacco worm and put it in her bonnet. If she don't say it that often you got to put one in. Huh? Manda, ain't that a peachy game to play?" "All right," agreed the girl. "I'll get paper and pencil to keep count."
'Manda Grier tilted along between them, and her tongue ran and ran, so that Lemuel, when they came to Miss Vane's provision man's, could hardly get in a word to say that he guessed he must stop there. Statira drifted on a few paces, but 'Manda Grier halted abruptly with him. "Well, 'f you're ever up our way we sh'd be much pleased to have you call, Mr. Barker," she said formally.