I'll tell you what we must do.

We must disguise them, and send them to the North." "Send them to the North!" exclaimed the Italian.

"Why, they'd no more know how to get there than a couple of kittens." "Then I must go with them," replied Madame; "and they must be got out of this house before another day; for now that we know of it, we shall be watched." The impetuous Italian shook her hand cordially.

"You have a brave heart, Madame," said he.

"I should rather march up to the cannon's mouth than tell them such news as this." The bewildered Frenchwoman felt the same dread of the task before her; but she bravely said, "What _must_ be done, _can_ be done." After some further talk with the Signor concerning ways and means, she bade him good morning, and sat still for a moment to collect her thoughts.