ha'der

Updated: May 24, 2025

I 'll never leave you again," he replied doggedly. "But, Be'y, you mus'. You 'll only mek it ha'der on me, an' Gibson 'll beat me ag'in." "Ag'in!" She hung her head: "Yes." He gripped himself hard. "Why cain't you come on off wid me, Fannie? You was mine fus'." "I could n't. He would fin' me anywhaih I went to." "Let him fin' you. You 'll be wid me, an' we 'll settle it, him an' me."

Paul Laurence Dunbar - The Sport of the Gods