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"Here," she said, "I brought you this. It's some o' everything we hed. An' I'm obliged for my s'prise," she added, squeezing my hand in the darkness. "I surmised first thing, most, when Delia described you. No; land, no! Delia don't suspicion you got it up. She don't think of it bein' anybody but just God an' I donno's 'twas. An' that's what Abel thinks wa'n't Abel splendid?
"Ah swear, Pink," broke out Yarebrough, in puzzled indecision, "Ah swear Ah donno's Ah like this business." Pressley sneered. "Don' talk so loud. Yo' rather late findin' hit out." "No, Ah ain'. Ah ain' never been sho'." "Sho' 'bout what?" "Oh, Ah donno. Kin' o' hard to say. You-all don' think we'll get caught?" "Not 'f you keep that big mouth o' yo's shut." "Mr. Baron did." "Mr. Baron's a fool.
Somebody ought ter be sent ter tell 'em 't Washington what's goin' on hyar." "I think it's the people in Washington that have done it," said Ramona, sadly. "Is it not in Washington all the laws are made?" "I bleeve so!" said Aunt Ri, "Ain't it, Jos? It's Congress ain't 't, makes the laws?" "I bleeve so." said Jos. "They make some, at any rate. I donno's they make 'em all."
"'Yes, yes, he says flurried, 'yes, it is like he was rushin' to cover an' a 'yes' to agree was his best protection. "'Oh, well, it ain't so early either, Silas cuts in, noddin' crafty. "'No, no, Eb agrees immediate, 'I donno's 'tis so very early, after all. "'I'm thinkin' o' takin' the store over myself, says Silas Sykes, tippin' his head back an' rubbin' thoughtful under his whiskers.
'It'd be a good idee to buy it in, an' no mistake, "'Yes, says Eb, noddin', 'yes. Yes, so't would be. "'I donno's I'd do it, Silas, if I was you, says Timothy, frownin' judicial. 'Ain't you gettin' some stiff to take up with a new business? But Timothy is one o' them little pink men, an' you can't take his frowns much to heart. "'No, says Eb, shakin' his head. 'No.
I donno's 't 's goin' to be much uv a place for carpet-weavin' though, anywheres raound 'n this yer country; not but what thar's plenty o' rags, but folks seems to be wearin' 'em; pooty gen'ral wear, I sh'd say. I've seen more cloes on folks' backs hyar, thet wan't no more'n fit for carpet-rags, than any place ever I struck.
No, I donno's I would take it either, Mr. Sykes. "I was goin' to say somethin' about the wind blowin' now east, now west, an' the human spine makin' a bad weathercock, but I held on, an' pretty soon Timothy an' Silas went out. "'Seven o'clock Friday A.M., now! says Silas, playful, over his shoulder to Elspie. But Elspie didn't answer.
He felt that he was getting on just a little in his great object of finding out and helping his old friends, and perhaps learning something more of his own history. "Aw, I donno's I care 'bout it!" drawled Sam, just as if he had not intended going in all the time, nor had been thinking of the "feed" all the morning in anticipation.
I donno's it'd ever enter Silas Sykes's head't there was anything wrong with anything, providin' somebody wasn't snappin' him up for it. I guess it's like that in politics. "We took the milk around an', bake' sweet potatoes forgot, Timothy stood up by the stove, between Eppleby an' Silas, an' watched us an' the Jersey must 'a' picked her way home alone.
The little things'd begun to talk some by then, an' they chatted soft an' looked up at us, an' that little Mitsy she'd got so she'd kiss me every time I'd ask her. An' I was perfectly shameless. I donno's the poor little thing got enough to eat. But sometimes when things go blue I like to think about that. I guess we was all the same.
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