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De Lawd mowt move me to do most fo' de one what least fitt'n' to" she choked "to die. An' yit ag'in dat mowt depen' on de circumstances o' de time bein'." "Well, it mustn't, Rebecca, it mustn't!" "Y' yass'm no'm'm! Mustn' it?" "No, in any case you must do as I tell you." "Oh, o' co'se! yass'm!" "So promise, now, that in any pinch you'll try first to save your son." "Yass'm."

I's qualified my soul to' dat, suh; yass'm." "Dogs?" "Yass'm, dawgs. Notinstandin' de dawgs come pass me roun' about, in de name o' de Lawd will I lif up my han' an' will perwail." "Have you only your hands?" "Da's all David had, ag'in lion an' bah." "True. Euonymus, I need a man's clothes." "Yass'm, on a pinch dey mowt come handy." Here Robelia came again, conducting "Luke" and "Rebecca."

Robelia waited on tiptoe. "Go fetch him," murmured Euonymus, "an' make has'e." "Wait! You're a good boy, Euonymus, ain't you?" "I cayn't say dat, mi'ss; but I'm glad ef you thinks so." "Y' is good!" said Robelia. "You knows you is!" "Never mind," I said; "do you belong to Zion?" The dark face grew radiant. "Yass'm, I does!" "Euonymus, how many more of you-all are there besides daddy and mammy?"

Another voice, rather heavy for a woman, but with a fascinating drawl in it, answered: "Perhaps she fancies you have a milk bottle with you. Isn't this the one you and Uncle Jake raised on a bottle?" "Yass'm, yass, Miss Vahginia, dat's her! Dat's ma Honey-bird!" came in excited tones from an ancient negro, who alighted stiffly from the motor and peered in our direction.

Den if it jiss po' down Yankee say, Don't dis-yeh look somepm like raain? An' Dixie man Yass, seh, hit do; hit look like raain, but Law'! hit ain't raain. You Yankees cayn't un'stan' ow Southe'n weatheh, seh!" Only Johanna laughed. Presently Barbara asked, "Have you seen pop-a?" "Yo' paw? Oh, yass'm, he in de wes' grove, oveh whah we 'llowin' to buil' de new dawmontory.

"Rebecca, did you ever think what you'd do if both your children were in equal danger?" "Why, yass'm, I is studie' dat, dis ve'y day, ef de trufe got to be tol'." Thought I: "If anything else has to be told, Robelia'll be my only helper." I asked Rebecca which one she would try to save first. "Why, mist'ess, I could tell dat a heap sight betteh when de time come.

To express her interest and to break the silence, she questioned him, but at the sound of her voice he stepped towards her and spoke roughly. "What!" Then he paused, and stammered in a strangely altered and unnatural voice: "Yass'm. I'm the watchman."

"Oh, yes," I said, remembering Onesimus. With my parasol I indicated the other figure, sunbonneted, motionless, gazing on us through the brush. "Has she a Bible name too?" "Yass'm; Robelia." Robelia brought chin and shoulder together and sniggered. "Euonymus," I asked, "have you seen two young gentlemen, fishing, anywhere near here?"

"Yass'm," said Aunt Lucy, after a judicial look. "Them blame l'il goats. Thass um. I wish't they all wuzn't so mighty peart an' knowin' all ther time, so'st Majah Buford he c'd git one o' them now an' then fer to eat. Antelope tennerline is shoh'ly mighty fine, briled. Now, ef we jess had a few sweet 'taters. But, law! whut am I sayin'?" "Yes," said Mary Ellen practically.

Madame's touch seemed to steady her. "Miss Sally," she moaned, "Miss Sally done got de yaller fever." There was a moment's silence, for we were both too appalled by the news to speak. "Lindy, are you sure?" said the Vicomtesse. "Yass'm, yass'm," Lindy sobbed, "I reckon I'se done seed 'nuf of it, Mistis." And she went into a hysterical fit of weeping.