"Well," growing much blander, "we are going to send you some wagons to move; you must get ready."
"With pleasure, if you have selected a house for me. This is too large; it does not suit me."
"No, I didn't find a house for you."
"You surely don't expect me to run about in the dust and shelling to look for it, and Mr. L. is too busy."
"Well, madam, then we must share the house. We will take the lower floor."
"I prefer to keep the lower floor myself; you surely don't expect me to go up and down stairs when you are so light and more able to do it."
He walked through the hall, trying the doors. "What room is that?"—"The parlor." "And this?"—"My bedroom." "And this?"—"The dining-room."
"Well, madam, we'll find you a house and then come and take this."
"Thank you, colonel. I shall be ready when you find the house. Good morning, sir."
I heard him say as he ran down the steps, "We must go back, captain; you see I didn't know they were this kind of people."