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She was down in the hay-field this mornin', rakin', but I 'spects she is doin' some sort of housework jes' now, or perhaps she's in the garden. I'd go an' look her up, but beggin' your pardon, I ain't got one minute to spare, the boss is waitin' for me now," and, touching his shabby old hat, Mike departed. "What shall we do?" asked Herbert, standing by the buggy.
I keep on telling you, chile, I is Katie! don't 'ny me; don't 'ny me in my 'stress, Marse Ishmael, if ebber you 'spects to see hebben!" she said, beginning to cry. "I do not deny you, Katie; but I am lost in amazement. How on earth came you here?" asked Ishmael, staring at her. "I didn't come on earth at all. I come by de sea. Oh, Marse Ishmael!
She wished to get to the bottom of the mystery: "Why do you want folks to look at your head, Alfredia?" "So dey won't look at my feet. I done got holes in my shoes an' dey is Mammy's shoes, anyway. Do you 'spects I kin git by wid 'em on Monday for dey's de on'iest shoes I got ter wear?" The Kenways laughed they couldn't help it.
I seen 'im when he went, de sorrel four good length ahead o' ev'y urr hoss, jes' like he use' to be in a foxhunt, an' de whole rigiment right arfter 'im. Yo' ain' nuver hear thunder! Fust thing I knowed, de roan roll' head over heels an' flung me up 'g'inst de bank, like yo' chuck a nubbin over 'g'inst de foot o' de corn pile. An' dat's what kep' me from bein' kilt, I 'spects.
Country 'spects every man to do his duty. Undershtand?" Abe sank down on a bench, leaned his head against the wall, and looked at his companion with one eye closed wearily. "Yesshir," Kent resumed, summoning up a new supply of oratorical energy, and an official gravity beneath which his legs trembeled. "Name shis town's London. Shame name's big town 'cross ocean. Lots history c'nected wish name.
"Let's go see what it is," suggested Nan, as Dinah came to the door, calling: "Am mah honey lambs safe an' sound?" "Yes, Dinah!" said Freddie. "And I'm hungry, too!" "Ah spects yo' is, honey! Ah spects yo' is!" laughed the jolly, fat cook. "Come right in yeah an' hab some cake!" "I'm going to ride on a lion, I am!" stated Flossie. "Good lan', chile!
I watched you, and you came along like an ice wagon after a day's work on the Fourth of July. You were going fast, but moving slow." "I 'spects we was, Massa Tom," was the colored man's answer. "But Boomerang done better dan I 'spected he would. I done tole him yo'd be in a hurry t' git yo' telephone, an' he sho' did trot along." "My telephone?" repeated Tom, wonderingly.
'Spects 'twon't be so allus, chile, de Lord helpin'." Noll ate his supper, bade Hagar good-night, admonishing her to "be sure and have the medicines ready the first thing!" and groped his way to the library, where his uncle was sitting at his organ. Trafford stopped playing the instant the door opened, and as Noll drew near, put his arm about him, saying,
Susan gave notice of her intention, and after a season of martyrdom set forward to find Captain Moore's quarters. She had no difficulty, for Polly was looking out for her, with her pipe in her mouth. "Come in, child," said she, "and warm yourself; how is your cough? I stewed some molasses for you, 'gin you come. We'll go up and see Miss Emmy, presently; she 'spects you."
But Mas'r Dick well, his heart is all frizzed up, jes' as I telled ye afore. But de Lord'll open it sometime, honey, Hagar's got faith 'nough to b'lieve dat!" "Oh! I hope so," said Noll; "but what are the people going to do till then?" "Can't tell ye nuffin 'bout dat," said Hagar, making a vigorous clatter among her dishes; "'spects the day's comin', tho', when de Lord gets ready fur't.
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