m; they neither of 'em doubted that
Talleyrand was something by himself--appearances notwithstanding.'

'And was he something by himself?' asked Una.

Pharaoh began to laugh, but stopped. 'The way I look at it,'he said,
'Talleyrand was one of just three men in this world who are quite by
themselves. Big Hand I put first, because I've seen him.' 'Ay,' said
Puck. 'I'm sorry we lost him out of Old England. Who d'you put second?'

'Talleyrand: maybe because I've seen him too,' said Pharaoh.

'Who's third?'said Puck.

'Boney--even though I've seen him.'

'Whew!' said Puck. 'Every man has his own weights and measures, but
that's queer reckoning.' 'Boney?' said Una. 'You don't mean you've ever
met Napoleon Bonaparte?'

'There, I knew you wouldn't have patience with the rest of my tale after
hearing that! But wait a minute. Talleyrand he come round to Hundred
and Eighteen in a day or two to thank Toby for his kindness. I didn't
mention the dice-playing, but I could see that Red Jacket's doings had
made Talleyrand highly curious about Indians--though he would call him
the Huron. Toby, as you may believe, was all holds full of knowledge
concerning their manners and habits. He only needed a listener. The
Brethren don't study Indians much till they join the Church, but Toby
knew 'em wild. So evening after evening Talleyrand crossed his sound leg
over his game one and Toby poured forth. Having been adopted into the
Senecas I, naturally, kept still, but Toby 'ud call on me to back up
some of his remarks, and by that means, and a habit he had of drawing
you on in talk, Talleyrand saw I knew something of his noble savages
too. Then he tried a trick. Coming back from an emigre party he turns
into his little shop and puts it to me, laughing like, that I'd gone
with the two chiefs on their visit to Big Hand. I hadn't told. Red
Jacket hadn't told, and Toby, of course, didn't know. 'Twas just
Talleyrand's guess. "Now," he says, "my English and Red Jacket's French
was so bad that I am not sure I got the rights of what the President
really said to the unsophisticated Huron. Do me the favour of telling it
again." I told him every word Red Jacket had told him and not one word
more. I had my suspicions, having just come from an emigre party where
the Marquise was hating and praising him as usual.

'"Much obliged," he said. "But I couldn't gather from Red Jacket exactly
what the President said to Monsieur Genet, or to his American gentlem