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"I don't believe it," she exclaimed, "somebody's jest a lyin' on 'em to git 'em hung because they're niggers." "Sh Jane, you're excited, you ain't well; I noticed that when I first come to-night. Somebody's got to suffer fur that house-burnin', an' it might ez well be them ez anybody else. You mustn't talk so. Ef people knowed you wuz a standin' up fur niggers so, it 'ud ruin you."
The ropes were round their necks and they had been led to a tree. "See ef they'll do anymore house-burnin'!" cried one as the ends of the ropes were thrown over the limbs of the tree. "Reckon they'll like dancin' hemp a heap better," mocked a second. "Justice an' pertection!" yelled a third. "The mills of the gods grind swift enough in Barlow County," said the schoolmaster.
"You wrote her a letter, didn't you?" "You bet I did! She come 'round to see me in a hurry. Said she didn't have no money. I told her her granddad did, an she could git that or go to work and earn some. I guess she thought she'd ruther work. Oh, I've got her and her prayin', house-burnin' granddad where I want 'em, and I've got you, too, Eri Hedge, stickin' your oar in. Talk to me 'bout blackmail!
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