And you want to restore her to her regal station ?" "We can't do that, of course," said Corny; "but we do think she's been shamefully used, and all we want to do is to have her acknowledged by her people.

She needn't do any ruling.

We'll fix her up so that she'll look enough like a queen for those dreadfully poor people." "Yes," put in Rectus, who had been getting warm on the subject, "they are dreadfully poor, but she's the poorest of the lot, and it's a shame to see how she, a regular queen, has to live, while a governor, who wasn't anybody before he got his place, lives in the best house, with tables and books, and everything he wants, for all I know, and a big flag in front of his door, as if he was somebody great, and----" "What ?" said the governor, pretty quick and sharp, and turning around square on Rectus.
"Oh, he don't mean you!" said Corny.

"He's talking about the black governor, Goliah Brown." "Ah, indeed!" said he, turning away from Rectus as if he didn't like his looks.

"And what does Brown think of all this ?" I thought I'd better say a word or two now, because I didn't know where Rectus would fetch us up next, if we should give him another chance, and so I said to the governor that I knew Goliah Brown would make no objections to the plan, because we had talked it over with him, and he had agreed to it.
"Well, then, what do you want that I should do for you ?" said the governor to Corny.
"Oh, nothing sir," said she, "but just to make it all safe for us.