The whole assembly, performers in tights, muslin, velvets, ochre and whitening, the spectators—country lads with their lasses, farmers and their wives—were crushed in a dense mass about the scene of altercation. Many of the lads disliked Charles for his swagger and superiority, and were glad to vent their envy in groans and hisses. The elder men thought it incumbent on them to see that justice was done; they called out that the money must be paid. Charles, becoming heated, cast his words about, regardless whom he hurt. The manager stared, the queen screamed, the clown swore, and columbine, who held a hoop, tried to throw it over the head of the offender, and pull him down over the barrier. By a sudden movement the young man wrenched the whip from the hand of the manager, and raising it over his head threatened to clear a way with the lash. The people started back. Then into the space Honor advanced. ’What has he done? I am his sister. Show me the piece of money.’ ’Look at that—and turn yeller,’ exclaimed the manager’s wife. ’Darn it now, if I ain’t a-gone and broke one o’ them pearl drops in my ear. Look at the coin,’ she put the token into the girl’s hand. ’What do yer say to that?’ Then she whisked her head of curls about as if to overtake her ear and see the wreck of pearl-drop—silvered glass which had been crushed in the press. ’And this also, young man, comes of yer wickedness. What am I to do with one pendant? Can’t wear it in my nose like an Injun. Now then, young woman in scarlet, what do yer call that?’ Honor turned the coin over in her palm, ’This is a brass tradesman’s token,’ she said, ’it is not money. We stand in your debt five-and-ninepence. I have nothing by me. You must trust me; you shall be paid.’ ’No, no! we won’t trust none of you,’ said the angry woman. ’We ain’t a-going to let you out without the money. Pay or to prison you walk. Someone run for the constable, and I’ll give him a ticket gratis for this evening’s entertainment.’ Then many voices were raised to deprecate her wrath. ’This is Honor.’ ’Trust Honor as you’d trust granite.’ ’Honor in name and Honor in truth.’ ’Honor never wronged a fly.’ ’Red spider is a lucky insect.’ ’Why don’t the red spider spin money now?’ ’Leave her alone, she’s good as gold. She can’t help if the brother is a rascal.’ But though many voices were raised in her favour, no hands were thrust into pockets to produce the requisite money. Honor looked about. She was hot, and her brow moist; her lips quivered; a streak of sun was on her scarlet cloak and sent a red reflection over her face. ’We will not be beholden to you, madam,’ she said, with as much composure as she could muster. Then she unloosed her cloak from her neck and from the encircling arms of Temperance. ’There,’ she said, ’take this; the cloth is good. It is worth more money than what we owe you. Keep it till I come or send to redeem it.’