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Bachelor Billy's hands dropped lifelessly to his knees, his mouth and eyes came wide open with unfeigned astonishment, and, for the moment, he was speechless. Finally he found breath to exclaim: "Why, Ralph, lad; Ralph, ye're crazy, or a-jokin'! Don't joke wi' a mon that way, Ralph; it ain't richt!" "No, but, Uncle Billy, it's true; it's all true! Ain't it splendid?"
"Don't you know yet, Tharon," he said quietly, "when I'm a-jokin' with you? I'd stand by Last's an' you to my last breath. Don't you know that?" For a long moment Tharon regarded him gravely. "Yes, I do," she said, "but somehow I don't like to have you talk that-a-way, Billy. Don't do it no more." "All right," promised the rider, "if you say so, Boss. Only don't talk about firin' me, then.
The ostensible "Chambers" said: "De fac' is, ole marster kin git along better when young marster's away den he kin when he's in de town; yes, en he love him better, too; so he gives him fifty dollahs a month " "No, is dat so? Chambers, you's a-jokin', ain't you?" "'Clah to goodness I ain't, Mammy; Marse Tom tole me so his own self. But nemmine, 'tain't enough."
I don't forget where I get my benefits, an' ef it hadn't 'a' been for her, the family circle o' Deuteronomy Jones would be quite diff'rent to what it is. She's handed down some of Sonny's best traits to him, too. I don't say she give him his hearin', less'n she give 'm all she had which, of co'se, I'm thess a-jokin', which is a sin, an' her stone-deef, and Sonny thess come thoo a death-spell!
"What of it? Don't you learn well enough, over at the school?" "More dar like me. Wot'd I do in a place whar all de res' was w'ite?" "Well as anybody." "Wot'll my mudder say, w'en she gits de news? You isn't a-jokin', is you, Dab Kinzer?" "Joking? I guess not." "You's lit onto me powerful sudden 'bout dis. Yonder's Ford an' Frank a-comin'. Don't tell 'em. Not jes' yit." "They know all about it.
White man ain't eveh goin' to lif hisseff up by holdin' niggeh down, an' that's the pyo chaotic truth; now, ain't it?" "Best way is to hang the nigger up." "Aw, Mr. March, you a-jokin'! You know I espress the truth.
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