I've made him promise to vote with us!"

INCREDIBLE! Abso--"

I've made him swear that he'll work for us!"

PRE - - - POSTEROUS!--Utterly pre--break a window, child, before I

suffocate!"

No matter, it's true anyway. Now we can march into Congress with drums

beating and colors flying!"

Well--well--well. I'm sadly bewildered, sadly bewildered. I can't

understand it at all--the most extraordinary woman that ever--it's a

great day, it's a great day. There--there--let me put my hand in

benediction on this precious head. Ah, my child, the poor negro will

bless--"

"Oh bother the poor negro, uncle! Put it in your speech. Good-night,

good-bye--we'll marshal our forces and march with the dawn!"

Laura reflected a while, when she was alone, and then fell to laughing,

peacefully.

Everybody works for me,"--so ran her thought. "It was a good idea to

make Buckstone lead Mr. Trollop on to get a great speech written for him;

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