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"She won't have nothin' to do with you, Jack; she's too well raised." "She ain't had yit, Levin, but I'm follerin' of her aroun'. There ain't no white gal in Princess Anne purty as them two house gals of Jedge Custis's." "Well, what kin you do with a nigger, Jack? You never kin marry her." "Maybe I kin buy her, Levin." "She ain't fur sale, Jack. Jedge Custis never sells no niggers.
Here Uncle Remus paused, opened wide his mouth and closed it again in a way that told the whole story. *1 "Did the Fox eat the bird all all up?" asked the little boy. "Jedge B'ar come long nex' day," replied Uncle Remus, "en he fine some fedders, en fum dat word went roun' dat ole man Squinch Owl done kotch nudder watzizname."
I KNOWS somethin', I do; and when I gets ready to tell it, we'll just see whose coat-collar they'll be handlin'. I came 'cause I wanted to see the inside o' the house Ol Ostrander's father doesn't think him good enough to live in. It's grand; but this part here isn't the whole of it. There's a door somewhere which nobody never opens unless it's the jedge there.
You are getting painful, Alek. Now tell me this: did you ever have five dollars a week regularly before in your life?" Williams at once drew himself up with great dignity, but in the pause after that question he drooped gradually to another attitude. In the end he answered, heroically: "No, jedge, I 'ain't.
"The White Doves?" repeated Sandy. "Yas, sir; de White Doves ob Perfection. We wears purple calicoes and sets up wid de sick." "Have you seen Miss Annette?" "Lor', honey! ain't I tol' you 'bout dat? De very night de jedge was shot, dat chile wrote her paw de sassiest letter, sayin' she gwine run off and git married wif dat sick boy, Carter Nelson.
"I'd like to speak to you, if you don't mind." "On business?" "Well, no not exactly. Say, Brown, I guess likely I'd ought to beg your pardon again. I cal'late I've made another mistake. I jedge you wa'n't spyin' on me when you dove down that bankin'." "Your judgment is good this time. I was not." "No, I'm sartin you wa'n't. I apologize and take it all back. Now can I come in?"
Good day, gentlemen." They rose. "Jedge," began Mr. Dodd again, "I don't think you've been quite fair with us." "Fair!" repeated the judge, with unutterable scorn. "Good day, gentlemen." And he slammed the door behind them. They walked down the street some distance before either of them spoke. "Goliah," said Mr. Dodd, at last, "did you ever hear such talk?
The doctor glanced around cautiously to the circle of attentive faces, the silent street beyond, the houses that fenced them in: "It's my opinion in strict confidence, gentlemen," lowering his voice: the faces gathered more closely, Sam's, pimpled and eager, the nearest "it's my opinion that the jedge means to cut off Dave without a shilling, and leave the proputty to this Honorable Peter M. Boyer.
They spoke on awhile, using the past tense as if they were speaking of a dead man. "Ef I know Jedge Hart, Ben 'll wish he had slep' las' night, 'stidder tryin' ter break out'n jail." At ten o'clock the prisoner was brought into court.
The Colonel raised him back ten thousand more. Both of 'em stood pat. The Jedge bet him a hundred thousand. The Colonel called. 'What you got? says he. 'Ace high, says the Jedge; 'what you got? 'Pair o' deuces, says the Colonel." Assuredly the "play" in the Casino is entirely fair. It could hardly be otherwise with such crowds of players at the tables, often covering the whole "layout."
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