Mrs.
Tanberry, you and I have one thing in common, if you'll let me flatter myself so far: we've always believed in good cheer in spite of the devil and all, you and I, eh?
The best of things, even if things are bad, dear lady, eh ?" "You darling vagabond!" Mrs.Tanberry murmured, trying to smile back to him.
"Hark to 'em!" said Crailey.

"They're very near! Only hear the people cheer them! They'll 'march away so gaily,' won't they ?--and how right that is!" The vanguard appeared in the street, and over the hedge gleamed the oncoming banner, the fresh colors flying out on a strong breeze.

Crailey greeted it with a breathless cry.

"There's the flag--look, Fanchon, your flag!--.

waving above the hedge; and it's Jeff who carries it.