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Updated: June 6, 2025
Ah! mon Dieu! an' de Lawd'll reward you 'deed 'E will, Miché!" "Qui ci ça?" asked the Capitain, sternly, stooping and grasping her burden, which she had been trying to conceal under herself. "Oh, Miché, don' trouble dat! Please jes tek dis yeh trap offen me da's all! Oh, don't, mawstah, ple-e-ease don' spill all my wash'n' t'ings! 'Tain't nutt'n' but my old dress roll' up into a ball.
Goin' to Sunda Straits, which p'raps you know, sar, is nigh a hundred miles fro' here." "And what may you be going to do there?" asked Nigel. "Goin' home to Krakatoa." "Why, I thought that was an uninhabited island. I passed close to it on my way here, and saw no sign of inhabitants." "Da's cause I was absint fro' home. An' massa he keeps indoors a good deal."
"Do not the others call you by that name?" she inquired hesitatingly. "Mr Stebbins does so?" "Nebba you mind what Mass' Stabbins he do; da's my affair. You hab a care you no call me so. Da's my affair, too. Jes you say Aunt Lucy 'gain, I soon spoil you' beauty, buckra gal." "I shall not do so again, Lucy," timidly rejoined the young girl. "Miss Lucy, you please.
Mandy was uncertain whether to believe him. "'Cause da's a big, red wagon downtown wid de name ob de show painted on it. It's de advertisin' one what goes ahead wid all de pictures what dey pastes up." "And you been hangin' 'roun' dat wagon?" "I done thought Miss Polly might want to know." "See here, lazy nigger, don' you go puttin' no circus notions into Miss Polly's head.
The negro, who, although comparatively short of stature, was herculean in build, looked at the youth with an amused expression. "You're bery good, sar, but da's not what I's t'inkin' ob. I's t'inkin' whedder I dar' ventur' to introdoce you to my massa. He's not fond o' company, an' it might make 'im angry, but he came by a heaby loss lately an' p'raps he may cond'send to receibe you.
Well, dat's a sho' sign of a witch rabbit. A witch rabbit he hang round a buryin' ground, but he don't go inside of one naw, suh, not never nur nary. He ain't dare to. He stay outside an' frolic wid de ha'nts w'en dey comes fo'th, but da's all.
Her sistah followed her beggin' for her life, and tole de bulldosers she couldn't tell whar her husban' was that da's gwine to hang. But da swore she should hang if she didn't tell." Giving his head a shake, while tears dropped thick and fast down the deeply furrowed cheeks, he continued: "O, Missus, I couldn't live thar no longer. I's so distressed day an' night.
"Wu'k!" said old Sandy, appealing to us and reaching for a piece of driftwood to fling at his progeny in case of necessity; "w'y, de coons of disher generation don' know de meanin' of de word, da's a fac'. How is it dat yo' don' see no mo' bandy chillun roun' now? Kase dey mammies don' hev to wu'k. Dey ain't got no call to put de chilluns down.
And there's plenty would be glad to have you. Aggie Logan, though I can't bear the sight of her, would give the two eyes out of her head for you. Of course you'll marry, and I'd be thankful glad to think of your son being born in this house. You were born in it, and your da, too, and his da, and his da's da.
"Then it must be that you're afraid of hurting his feelings, Moses, for I know of no other kind of fear." "Pr'aps da's it!" said the negro with a bright look, "now I wouldn't wonder if you's right, Massa Nadgel. It neber come into my head in dat light before. I used to be t'ink, t'inkin' ob nights when I's tired ob countin' my fingers an' toes. But I couldn't make nuffin' ob it. Now I knows!
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