"No, indeed! You are much too old; besides, I am going to play.
You may look gravely on."
Every one in the parlor smiling assented to the odd little couple
that bobbed up and down before them, and moved out of the way for
the dancers. The petitioners therefore soon returned and were
welcomed with applause.
"Now go to the inner office and present the petition to Mr. Burleigh,"
said Miss Burton.
"Hollo!" cried that gentleman, looking around with a great show
of savagery, as the little girl pulled the skirt of his coat to
attract his attention; "where's King Herod?"
"We wish to try another method with the children," answered Miss
Burton. "Will it please you therefore graciously to read the
petition. All in the parlor have assented."
"My goodness gracious---"
"No swearing, sir, if you please."
"Woman has been too many for man ever since she got him into trouble
by eating green apples," ejaculated Mr. Burleigh with a despairing
gesture. "Why do you mock me with petitions? THERE is the power
behind the throne," pointing to Miss Burton.
"Take your places, small ladies and gentlemen," she cried. "That's
Mr. Burleigh's way of saying yes.
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