“Who’ve come?” said Nyoda, excitedly, “the Mexicans?”
“The bean weevils,” said Migwan, tragically. “Mr. Landsdowne said to watch out for them, although they were hardly ever found up north, but they’re here. He just found a bush with them on.”
“To arms!” cried Sahwah, springing up. “The Flying Column to the rescue!
“Forward the Bug Brigade,
Is there a leaf unsprayed?”——
Here she tripped over the carpet and her Amazonian shout came to an abrupt end.
“Where are the weevils?” she asked, when they had all gathered around the bean patch.
“On here,” said Migwan, indicating a hill of beans.
“Oh,” said Sahwah, in a disappointed tone.
“Where did you think they were?” asked Migwan.
“From the noise you were making,” said Sahwah, “I expected to find them drawn up in battle lines, waiting to charge the garden with fixed bayonets.”