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Not even the After-Clap's pranks could make him smile, nor were the After-Clap's orders always orders to him that day. In the late afternoon Mrs. Fortescue, seeing Kettle seated in a corner of the back hall, and evidently in an introspective mood, asked him: "What's been the matter with you all day, Kettle?" "I'm a-seekin', Miss Betty," Kettle replied solemnly. "What are you seeking?" Mrs.
But Bud drew back his shoulders and spoke with a brave assumption of restored cheerfulness. "I'm a-seekin' whatever I kin hev," he staunchly declared. "More'n anything else, 'though, I'm seeking ter see ye happy." He paused then with a forced smile that, for all his effort, was stiff-lipped, and said slowly, "I reckon hit'll be either Halloway or Jerry . . . they're both right upstanding men."
"Lawd! Lawd! I knows 'bout de Kloo Kluxes. I knows a-plenty. Dey was sho' 'nough devils a-walkin' de earth a-seekin' what dey could devour. "Us Niggers didn' have no secret meetin's. All us had was church meetin's in arbors out in de woods. De preachers 'ud exhort us dat us was de chillun o' Israel in de wilderness an' de Lawd done sont us to take dis lan' o' milk an' honey.
I weren't thinkin' of nothin' but the storm, the water, and the time that ma and me were a-sleepin' when Myry were a-dyin'. She air happy, ye air sure, Tess?" "Yep, for she were a-seekin' Ben Letts. She told me as how " Tessibel choked back the words. "She told ye what?"
"Well, ma'am, Joe an' the Spider's been a-seekin' an' a-searchin' of that there wood, an' they found," here the Old Un leaned nearer yet and whispered harshly, "they found a coat button! Lorgorramighty!" he exclaimed suddenly, pointing a trembling bony finger, "what's took th' lad look!"
After a little he went on: "An' we hain't made no master progress yit to'rds diskiverin' who shot at old Jim, nuther. Thet's been frettin' me consid'rable, too." "War thet why ye rid over ter Jim's house yestidday?" she inquired, and Parish nodded his head. "Me an' Sim Squires an' old Jim hisself war a-seekin' ter figger hit out but we didn't git no light on ther matter."
My daughter's husband went off a-seekin' work just afore that child was born, an' we haven't heard from him yet." My friend took care that his visit should result in lightening the weight of the old woman's troubles a little.
The fisherman turned impatiently. "What air ye wantin', Myry?" "Be you and Ezy hatin' each other?" "He ain't nothin' but a brat," replied Ben scornfully. "Let him keep out of my way, or I fixes him." "He air a-sayin' the same thing," cautioned Myra. "Ye air a-seekin' Tess? He says as how ye air to keep from her." She was walking beside him, her red hands rolled in her gingham apron.
Tess sprang toward him, and wound her strong young arms about him. "Myry air happy," she burst forth; "happier than when she were livin' with you. She air with Ben Letts." Satisfied, towering over her, blinked confusedly at her words. Puzzling, he drew his heavy brows down darkly. "Myry were a-seekin' Ben," Tess went on hurriedly, "and the brat couldn't stay without its pa and ma.
"Indeed oh, indeed you may trust me " "W'y, there it is I must trust you, blast my kind 'eart, I says! But look now, my cove, this here cave being as ye might say the secoor 'aven of a pore soul as the world don't love if you should ever peach to a nark or speak a word of it to the queer coves, why then this pore soul will come a-seekin' till you're found an' blow your danged face off."
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