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Updated: May 14, 2025
"De moon come out, an' I cotch sight o' her stan'in' dyar in her white dress, wid de cloak she had wrapped herse'f up in drapped off on de groun', an' she didn' look like she wuz 'feared o' nuthin'. She wuz mons'us purty ez she stood dyar wid de green bushes behine her, an' she hed jes' a few flowers in her breas' right hyah and some leaves in her sorrel hyar; an' de moon come out an' shined down on her hyar an' her frock an' 'peared like de light wuz jes' stan'in' off it ez she stood dyar lookin' at Marse Chan wid her head tho'd back, jes' like dat mawnin' when she pahss Marse Chan in de road widout speakin' to 'im, an' sez to me, 'Good-mawnin', Sam.
Upon Warwick's entrance this effusion came to a sudden end, and the coffin-maker assumed an air of professional gravity. "Good-mawnin', suh," he said, lifting his cap politely. "Good-morning," answered Warwick. "Can you tell me anything about Judge Straight's office hours?" "De ole jedge has be'n a little onreg'lar sence de wah, suh; but he gin'ally gits roun' 'bout ten o'clock er so.
'Twuz de fust time Marse Chan had see her sence de duil, an' he raises he hat ez he pahss, an' she looks right at 'im wid her head up in de yair like she nuvver see 'im befo' in her born days; an' when she comes by me, she sez, 'Good-mawnin', Sam! Gord! I nuvver see nuthin' like de look dat come on Marse Chan's face when she pahss 'im like dat.
He was in the country of the enemy, so to say. "Am I pesterin' her?" he demanded. "Can't I talk to a girl I knew when she was a baby? Have I got to get an O.K. from you before I say 'Good-mawnin' to her?" "Her father left June in my charge. I'm intendin' to see you let her alone. Get that straight." Houck gave up with a shrug of his big shoulders. He sat down and attacked the steak on his plate.
"Good-by, little girl," he said. He started to call her by name and stopped. Margaret had named the beautiful creature "Dixie." The servants were stirring. "Good-mawnin', Mars Chad," said each, and with each he shook hands, saying simply that he was going away that morning. Only old Tom asked him a question. "Foh Gawd, Mars Chad," said the old fellow, "old Mars Buford can't git along widout you.
'Twuz de fust time Marse Chan had see her sence de duil, an' he raises he hat ez he pahss, an' she looks right at 'im wid her head up in de yair like she nuver see 'im befo' in her born days; an' when she comes by me, she sez, 'Good-mawnin', Sam! Gord! I nuver see nuthin' like de look dat come on Marse Chan's face when she pahss 'im like dat.
As he drew near the head of the ox procession, the driver roared out a Wo-o-o-o in a tone which was intended to be understood as a general command; the powerful wheelers held back obediently and drew the chain tight in their efforts to stop; the rest of the string, after pulling them a short distance, also obeyed. "Hello, Uncle." "Good-mawnin', Mistah Hicks." "How's things doing down home?
"Doctor," began Richling, drawing his chair near and speaking low. "Good-mawnin', Doctah," said Narcisse, showing himself with a graceful flourish. The Doctor nodded, then turned again to Richling. "You were saying" "I 'ope you well, seh," insisted the Creole, and as the Doctor glanced toward him impatiently, repeated the sentiment, "'Ope you well, seh."
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