"No, in fact I insist upon withdrawing in your favour. There, now please let us not say anything more about it."
"That's right, give in, Miss Sawyer, we ain't gettin' ahead fast enough to suit me," said Mrs. Stout. Miss Sawyer succumbed with a sigh. "Now," Mrs. Stout continued, "I'd like to ask why nobody's made a motion."
"Motions are necessary," replied Mrs. Tweedie, "when action on any question is contemplated. The chair awaits a motion."
"Mis' President, I—" said Mrs. Stout.
"Mrs. Stout," gravely acknowledged Mrs. Tweedie.
"I motion," continued Mrs. Stout, "that we have a committee to get up some rules."
"It is MOVED" (Mrs. Tweedie said "moved" in capitals, hoping that Mrs. Stout would profit by it) "that a committee on rules be appointed. Are you ready for the question?"
"There ain't any question about it as I can see," said Mrs. Stout, indignantly. Mrs. Tweedie patiently explained. Then the motion was "seconded," "put" (real man-fashion), and carried unanimously, and Mrs. Stout, Mrs. Flint, and Miss Sawyer were appointed on the committee.
"Good land!" exclaimed Mrs. Stout when the announcement was made, "I don't know anything about makin' rules 'cept for boys. Can I ask my husband to help?"
"Certainly not," replied Mrs. Tweedie, firmly. "He would only laugh at you and us; besides, we need no assistance from the other sex."