To each new-comer he put the same question: "Did you come here to go to old Poquelin's ?" "Yes." "He's dead." And if the shocked hearer started away he would say: "Don't go away." "Why not ?" "I want you to go to the funeral presently." If some Louisianian, too loyal to dear France or Spain to understand English, looked bewildered, some one would interpret for him; and presently they went.

Little White led the van, the crowd trooping after him down the middle of the way.

The gate, that had never been seen before unchained, was open.

Stern little White stopped a short distance from it; the rabble stopped behind him.

Something was moving out from under the veranda.