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May de Lawd brung 'im gray hars at las lak mine, so he see, en his chil'n see, en our chil'n see de 'liverance he hep wrought out. "En dar's young mistis. She hab a heart ter feel fer de po' slabe.
Gabe, stick to the waterside as closely as you can, but make the shortest cut to the bridge." Gabe was the most delighted darkey in all Virginia for the next hour. He led them swiftly and surely, and why shouldn't he? He had passed all his life in the vicinity, and with the first beams of the sun he pointed to a narrow wooden bridge. "Dar's whar de pickets fire across."
"It was a good lie," declared Nicholas, in manful defence of the weak. "I don't believe she's goin' to be damned for a good lie and a little one, too." "Well, dar's lies en dar's lies," put in Delphy consolingly, "an' I 'low dat dar's mo' in de manner uv lyin' den in de lie. Some lies is er long ways sweeter ter de tas' den Gospel trufe.
"Jes see de 'fec's ob high libbin' on a nigger. Dar's muscle fer ye. All you needs, Bre'er Nimbus, is jest a few weeks ob good feed! Come up dar now an' wuk a farm on sheers, an' let Marse Sykes 'llowance ye, an' yer'll come out like me an' git some good clothes, too! Greatest place ter start up a run-down nigger yer ever seed. Jes' look at me, now.
Dat bait er pusly w'at I e't dis mawnin' is gittin' 'way wid me. Do, please, Brer Fox, run quick, sez Brer Rabbit, sezee. "'I come atter you, Brer Rabbit, sez Brer Fox, sezee. 'Dar's gwineter be a party up at Miss Meadows's, sezee. 'All de gals 'll be dere, en I prommus' dat I'd fetch you. De gals, dey 'lowed dat hit wouldn't be no party 'ceppin' I fotch you, sez Brer Fox, sezee.
"Whoo!" rejoined Snowball, with a slightly derisive inclination of the head; "why for no seem nat'ral? De frigate hersef she sleep on de water widout sails set, not eben a stitch ob her canvas. Well, den: why no dem frigate-birds in de air? What de water am to de ship de air am to de birds. What hinder 'em to take dar nap up yonner, 'ceptin' when dar's a gale ob wind?
One ob dem he knocked me down, an' den Ah saw Massa Shrunk kill one, afore dey got him. Ah don't know just whut did cum ob de free nigger; Ah reckon maybe he run away. Dar's a fellar on board yere whut killed Massa Shrunk; an' he's de same one whut made me cum 'long wid him." "You mean the deputy sheriff? the man with the chin-whiskers?" "No, sah. Ah don't mean him.
Dar's chil'en as doan' keer or notice but dat boy, it 'most 'stroyed him."
Clo grew radiant with delight, but she worked away resolutely, only observing: "Victy, dar's a leetle cranberry tart I jis' tuk out ob de oben it's on de kitchen table I 'spect we might as well eat it, cause 'taint big enough to go on de table." "I'll fotch it," cried Dolf; "to sarve de fair is my priv'lege."
After a while Letty, who was in attendance, advised them to sit down as "de light bread an' de batter-bread was gittin' cole." "We could not think of such a thing as sitting at table before Mrs Keswick arrives," said Mr Brandon. "Oh, dar's no knowin' when she'll come," said the blooming Letty. "She may be h'yar by breakfus time, but dar ain't nobuddy in dis yere worl' kin tell.
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