"Would you like me to?"
"I reckon dad likes a yarn of a night."
"And what about yourself?"
"Aw, yes." Saying this she looked up and laughed.
"Listen, girl, here's the camp. Stand still. King told you he had never met a girl to equal you. I can tell you more than that. I can tell you that no queen with her crown on her head and her throne underneath her ever held the power you hold. You can make the wise man foolish, and fill the fool with learning. You can take the clean man to the mire, and cause the dirty man to wash his hands. Ah, girl! don't listen."
"Aw, get out," she said.
"Back agen." Gregory called out, pushing his bunch of dirty beard out at the door. "Did you tumble on them?"
"No luck," Power said. "It's no matter. There isn't any doubt about the show. I'm back to say good night. I've my watch to stand over there."
"Won't you have a cup of tea," said the woman, coming to the door.
"Not this time; I can't wait. I'm sorry."