"And so, M. Delabordeau, you intend really to start for Mount Sinai?"

"Yes, mees; ve intend to make one start on Monday week."

"And so on to Jerusalem. You are quite right. It would be a thousand
pities to be in these countries, and to return without going over such
ground as that. I shall certainly go to Jerusalem myself by that
route."

"Vot, mees! you? Would you not find it too much fatigante?"

"I care nothing for fatigue, if I like the party I am with,--nothing at
all, literally. You will hardly understand me, perhaps, M.
Delabordeau; but I do not see any reason why I, as a young woman,
should not make any journey that is practicable for a young man."

"Ah! dat is great resolution for you, mees."

"I mean as far as fatigue is concerned. You are a Frenchman, and
belong to the nation that is at the head of all human civilisation--"

M. Delabordeau took off his hat and bowed low, to the peak of his
donkey saddle. He dearly loved to hear his country praised, as Miss
Dawkins was aware.

"And I am sure you must agree with me," continued Miss Dawkins, "that
the time is gone by for women to consider themselves helpless animals,
or to be so considered by others."

"Mees Dawkins vould never be considered, not in any times at all, to be