"Do you know why I am to go on this heathen errand ?" she demanded.

I shook my head.
"Mr.Calhoun wishes to know whether he shall go to the cabinet of your man Tyler over there in that barn you call your White House.

I suppose Mr.Calhoun wishes to know how he can serve Mr.Tyler ?" I laughed at this.

"Serve him!" I exclaimed.

"Rather say _lead_ him, _tell_ him, _command_ him!" "Yes," she nodded.