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Screened by the library door, Hannibal commenced in a deprecating way: "I told Mr. Fox you'se engaged, but he say I must give you dis card. He kinder acted as if he own dis niggar and de whole establishment." A sudden heavy frown drew Edith's dark eyebrows together and she said loud enough for Mr.
Scores were about to follow, but Tobe, with his wool bristling as never seen before, held up his hand impressively, and in the same loud whisper heard by all, remarked, "It doan took de hull cong'ration to wait on one po' sinner. Sabe yo'selves, brud'ren an' sisters. Sabe yo'selves, fer de time am a comin' w'en you'se all will be toted out dis yere temple ob de Lawd foot fo'most."
Aunt Timmie straightened in her chair and her eyes rolled at him in terror. "You'se lyin'," she said huskily. The heat of vindicated vanity was in Zack's blood, and nothing would have kept him from rushing into details; dwelling upon each, and making them swell in all directions as he watched her ponderous frame heave with excitement.
I's de nigger, an' my heart wuz heavy, an' I had ter come an' tell you suthin'. You'se Mr. Starbuck, ain't you?" "Yes, but what about it?" "Wall, sah, atter I tell you, w'y you kin tie me ter er tree an' whup me ef you wants ter, but I got ter tell you. Not laung ergo, I stole er chicken from yo' roost. An' now you may punish me." "Hah? What sort of a chicken?" "Er rooster, sah."
"Atter a while I heahs him ober in de woods a-whistlin' an' a-carryin' on like a mockin'-bird, ez you'se heerd de quar critter du many a time." Mollie nodded affirmatively, and Lugena went on: "I couldn't help but laugh den, dough I wuz nigh about skeered ter death, ter tink what a mighty cute trick it wuz.
"I hope so," said Edith with a sigh, "for I don't see how we are going to live here year after year." "You'se be rich again. De men wid de long pusses ain't agoin' to look at your black eyes for nothin'," and Hannibal chuckled knowingly. The color faintly deepened in Edith's cheeks, but she said with some scorn, "Men with long purses want girls with the same. But who are these?"
"Come, honey," he shouted, "you'se a'dreaming! Come on, honey!" She turned abruptly and gripped his hand, as one drowning grips anything offered gripped till he winced. She laughed a loud mirthless laugh, that came pouring like a sob from her deep lungs. "Come on!" she mocked, and joined them. They were a motley crowd, ragged, swaggering, jolly.
He told me she was trying to get him to go away, and he said how he didn't want to; but she had influence with him and was worrying around. Well, the third day he sent me a note by a little boy. 'Caroline, it said, 'you'se a good woman and an honest woman and we could get on first rate together; but, Caroline, I don't love you when she is about. She calls me, and I go."
He and Sam procured a small cooking-stove, and also set up the cross-sticks of a gypsy camp before the open side of the awning. Aun' Sheba was placed in charge of the provisions, a responsibility in which Uncle Sheba wished to share, but she said severely, "Mr. Buggone, you'se dun git yer lowance wid Sissy an' de chil'n." Mr.
"En egg's er wishwashy creeter es ain' got ernuff tase er its own ter stan' alont widout salt," he remarked contemptuously; after which he grew hospitable. "Ain' you gwine ter step in es you'se passin'?" he inquired. Eugenia shook her head. "Not to-day, Uncle Ish," she responded cheerfully. "I know you're tired and how is your rheumatism?" "Wuss en wuss," responded the old negro gloomily.
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