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People told me you were a man absolutely without style." Peter smiled. "Do you remember what Friar Bacon's brass head said?" "Time is: Time was: Time will never be again?" asked Leonore. "That fits my lack of style, I think." "Pell and Ogden, and the rest of them, have made you what I never could, dig at you as I would. So you've yielded to the demands of your toney friends?"
At last Toney didn't know what happened except that he found himself slipping off from his seat on to the sandy floor, and could not, for the life of him, get up again. He thought it would be better to go to sleep where he was, so he coiled himself away to have a snooze. When he woke he tried to recollect what had happened.
I thought to myself perhaps the "Emu" is employed in the same sort of trade as the "Viper," and if so, I shall be as badly off as Toney Lawson.
Every tree seems to have a squirrel upon it. We will meet again at tea. Adieu, till then." "He been watchin you. Better go, young massa." "You don't appear, Toney, to like your young master." "Him not good to Miss Alice. He got plenty sisters; but he only lub two, and dey don't lub anybody but just him. Him not like his fadder nor ole massa yonder.
He found the old negro in his usual seat at the foot of his favorite tree, upon his well-smoothed and sleek wooden stool. "Ha! ha! ha!" laughed Toney. "You come dis time widout Miss Alice. Why she not come wid you? You not want somebody to turn de squirrel for you? May be you bring de ole man more dan one dar?"
Who was he?" "De coachman, mass'r, he war." "Oh! I remember. You think he is drowned, also?" "I'se afeerd so, mass'r. Ole Zip sorry, too, for Pierre. A good nigger war daat Pierre. But, Mass'r Toney, Mass'r Toney, ebberybody sorry for Mass'r Toney." "He was a favourite among you?" "Ebberybody like 'im black folks, white folks, all lub 'im. Missa 'Genie lub 'im.
"Toney, I shall come to see you again, and you must tell me more about the family and these people about here; you must tell me everything." "You musn't tell anybody I tell you anyting. De judge mity quare man; he don't like for people to know all I knows." The judge rode up, and Toney with great respect arose and saluted him. "Ah!" said he, "you have found this old hermit, have you?
Both were silent, both were thoughtful. "Good-by, Uncle Toney," said Alice. "May I join you in your walk home, miss?" There was something in the tone of this request, which caused Alice to look up into his face and pause a moment before replying, when she said, very timidly, "If you please, sir." The sun was drooping to the horizon and the shadows made giants as thy grew along the sward.
He bring plenty trouble to massa and to his modder. No, me don't like him. Miss Alice know him all." "Well, Toney, no one shall ever know you have told me anything. Some of these days I will come and see you again. Good by." "God bress you, young massa! Kill ole nigger some squirrels. Tell Miss Alice dey is for me, and she will make some on de little ones run down here wid em. Good by, massa."
Slowly the young man wended his way to the mansion; but remembering the negro's request, he shot several squirrels, and gave them as requested. "Then you have been to see Uncle Toney. Did he give you any of his stories? Like all old persons, he loves to talk about his younger days."
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