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"Laws, yes, Missy!" and Pompey's honest black face grew tender with sympathy. "Mass Lennux stayed with the Jedge 'fore he went ter Barbadoes, an' he spen' powerful sight of his time out here wid me an' de horses. He wuz allers del'cut, warn't able ter do nothin' in this yere climate, but he bed sech a sperit!
"Pompey," he said, "this is Miss Evadne Hildreth from Barbadoes." The man bent his head low over the little hand which was instantly stretched out to him. "I'se very glad to see Miss 'Vadney," he said with simple fervor. "I was powerful fond of Mass Lennux;" and Evadne felt she had received her warmest welcome.
He jes' stood wid his hans on his sides an' larf an' larf, till de Jedge he hev ter larf too, an' he call him a graceless scamp, an' say he send him ter Coventry, an' Mass Lennux he say 'all right ef de Jedge go 'long too, an' take de horses, he couldn't do widout dem nohow." "Were these the horses my father used to ride?" "Laws, no, Missy. Dey wuz ez black ez night.
"'Specs little Miss is powerful lonesum 'thout Mass Lennux?" The soft voice was full of a genuine regret. Evadne sank down on a bench which stood near by and burst into tears. "Oh, Pompey, I wish I could die!" "'Specs little Miss hez no call ter wish dat," said Pompey gently. "'Specs de Lord Jesus wants her to live fer him." Evadne opened her eyes in wonder. "'The Lord Jesus," she repeated.
Mass Lennux use ter call 'em Egyp an' Erybus." Pompey's face softened. "When my leetle gal died he jes' put his han' on my shoulder an' sez he, 'Pompous, you jes' go home an' cheer up de Missis, yer don't hev no call to worry 'bout de horses. An' he tuk care of dem jes' as ef he'd ben a coachman. We'll never fergit it, Dyce an' me." Evadne's eyes shone. That was just like her father!
De Jedge wuz powerful angry. He don't like no sech tricks wid his horses. But, laws, he couldn't keep angry wid Mass Lennux!
The rich vibrations rolled up and trembled about her. She held out her arms and her voice broke in a cry of triumphant faith, "Yes, we shall meet, Lord Jesus, face to face!" "Pompey," said Evadne one morning, "I am going to see your wife." The black face beamed with satisfaction. "Dyee'll be mighty uplifted, Miss 'Vadney. She think a powerful sight o' Mass Lennux."
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