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Dust, leaves, and flakes of cotton rose on its wave, and ah! his hat went with them. Johanna's teeth flashed in soft laughter as she waited in a doorway. "Run," she whispered, "run, Mr. Jawn Mawch, Gen'lemun. You so long gitt'n' to de awffice hat cayn't wait. Yass, betteh give it up. Bresh de ha'r out'n yo' eyes an' let dat-ah niggeh-felleh ketch it. K-he!
"Come on, missie, dat-ah young Yankee gen'leman frien' up an' out." Barbara bit her lip in mock dismay. "Has he de-part-ed?" She had a droll liking for long words, and often deployed their syllables as skirmishers in the rear for her sentences. Johanna tittered. "Humph! you know mawnstus well he ain't gone. Miss Barb, dass de onyess maan I even see wear a baang. Wha' fuh he do dat?"
"Glo-ory t' Gawd, Missy! dey smells watah, sho 's yo' bawn!" sobbed Ezra as he broke into a trot beside the wheelers. "'Tain't fur lookit dat-ah huhd a-goin' it! No 'm, Missy, DEY ain't woah out dey smellin' watah an' dey'm gittin' TO it! 'Tain't fur, Missy." Buddy clung to the back of the seat and stared round-eyed into the gloom.
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