All differences had disappeared between the two ladies, and they
began consulting at once how best to meet the prolonged demands now
clearly foreseen.
"The confusion and conflicting requirements are just awful," said
Mrs. Baron. "As soon as possible, we must bring about some system
and order. One of the first things to do is to get as many
provisions and delicacies as possible under lock and key, especially
the coffee and sugar. They are going to give out anyway, before
long."
Miss Lou stole away and ran to Aun' Jinkey's cabin. Soldiers had
taken possession of it and were cooking and eating their breakfasts.
Some recognized the girl politely as she stood at the door, while
others continued their occupation in stolid indifference. Aun'
Jinkey rose tottering from a corner and came to the doorstep. "You
see how 'tis, honey," she said. "Dey des gwine on ez ef I ain' yere.
I a hun'erd yeahs ol'er dan I wuz w'en you want sump'n ter hap'n."
"Take courage, mammy," Miss Lou whispered. "Chunk's safe.
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