I have a plan--if you haven't.

When you are ready to go to Sacramento to take your place, dress me as an Indian boy, paint my face, and let me go with you.

You can leave me--there--you know." "It's not a bad idea," he responded gravely.

"We will see." On the next day, and the next, the rencontre seemed to be forgotten.
The herbarium was already filled with rare specimens.

Teresa had even overcome her feminine repugnance to "bugs" and creeping things so far as to assist in his entomological collection.