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Now, whuther 'ca'se Mars Jeems wuz so tuk up wid his own junesey dat he did n' paid no 'tention fer a w'ile ter w'at wuz gwine on 'twix' Solomon en his junesey, er whuther his own co'tin' made 'im kin' er easy on de co'tin' in de qua'ters, dey ain' no tellin'. But dey's one thing sho', dat w'en Miss Libbie th'owed 'im ober, he foun' out 'bout Solomon en de gal monst'us quick, en gun Solomon fo'ty, en sont de gal down ter de Robeson County plantation, en tol' all de niggers ef he ketch 'em at any mo' sech foolishness, he wuz gwine ter skin 'em alibe en tan dey hides befo' dey ve'y eyes.
If I can do it the way this Jeems does, without having to break in so much the better. We don't want the police ambling around here just now." Val stiffened. It didn't require a Sherlock Holmes to get the kernel of truth out of the conversation he had overheard. "Night of the storm," "play ghost," were enough. So Jeems had been the ghost. And the swamper knew a secret way into the house!
"Didn't you get our letters?" cried Bert in astonishment. "No, I haven't received any letters. Did you write?" "Did we write! Well, I should think so! We wrote three times, telling you we were coming and when to expect us. Jeems and I wondered why you didn't meet us. That explains it. Seems funny you didn't get any of those letters!"
Kent lighted his pipe, eyeing her a bit speculatively as she seated herself on the stool, leaning toward him as she waited for an answer to her question. "The woods, the river, everywhere," he said. "They'll look for a missing boat, of course. We've simply got to watch behind us and take advantage of a good start." "Will the rain wipe out our footprints, Jeems?" "Yes. Everything in the open."
And Jeems Jeems " She raised herself from the pillow. Her breath was coming a little excitedly. Both her hands, instead of one, were gripping his hand now. "I knew that you didn't kill John Barkley," she repeated. "And SANDY MCTRIGGER DIDN'T KILL HIM!" "But " "He DIDN'T," she interrupted him, almost fiercely. "He was innocent, as innocent as you were. Jeems I Jeems I know who killed Barkley.
"What is the trick of getting into that house?" "Well," Jeems raised his hand to rub his ear, "yo' turn to the left " So he agreed with the listener. Val was to take the Boss on his left. He gathered his feet under him for the leap which he hoped would land him full upon the invader. "Yes?" prompted the man impatiently as Jeems hesitated. At that moment Val sprang.
Val was suddenly very busy holding her cape before that mockery of a blaze. "Why don't you ask him that?" "Because I'm asking you. Rupert came over last night and sat on my gallery making very roundabout inquiries concerning Jeems. I pried out of him the details of your swamp battle. But I want to know now just what Jeems has been doing. Your brother is so vague "
If I was strong, like other little boys, I would make money for her, so that she shouldn't keep any boarders except Mr. Reybold. Oh! she has to work a lot; but she's proud and won't tell anybody. All the money I get I mean to give her; but I wouldn't have it if I had to beg for it like that man!" "O Beau," said Colonel Jeems Bee, "you've cotched it now! Reybold's even with you.
"So, sho' 'nuff, Mars Jeems went erway nex' mawnin', en de trouble begun. Mars Johnson sta'ted off de ve'y fus' day fer ter see w'at he could hab ter show Mars Jeems w'en he come back.
"All the niggers has runned away all 'cept Uncle Billy and Sally Ann. Jeems Henry runned away this morning." "The deuce he did! The young scamp!" "He's gone to join the Yankees," Virgie continued. "What's that?" and Cary sprang up to pace to and fro. "I wonder which way he went?" "I don' know," whimpered Virgie forlornly.
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