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Den I heerd loud talkin', an' soon he come runnin' out all kin ob gone like, and he gasp, 'Home. We lif him in de kerrige, an Sam dribe as if de debil was arter 'im. Den we gits de doctor sudden." Having dressed, George opened his desk and wrote: "CAPTAIN BODINE, "Sir It may relieve you of some natural anxiety to learn that I escaped, and that I am well and at home.
Mahch, if you an' me was on'y in cahoots! En we kin be, seh, we kin why, hafe o' yo' lan's 'u'd be public lan's in no time, an' the res' 'u'd belong to a stawk comp'ny, an' me'n' you 'u'd be a-cuttin' off kewponds an' a-drivin' fas' hawses an' a-drinkin' champagne suppuz, an' champagne faw ow real frien's an' real pain faw ow sham frien's, an' plenty o' both kine thah goes Majo' Gyarnit's kerrige to him."
"I know what a big heart you've got, but that won't do, Aun' Sheba. Can you think I would live idly on your hard-earned money?" "Well, 'tis my money, an' I make mo dan you tink, an' a heap mo' dan I let Unc. know about. He'd be fer settin' up his kerrige ef he knew," and she again laughed in hearty self-complacency.
Eurip is crazy about it, but there ain't niggers enough to pick it all. So I'm in the nigger trade an' tryin' to be useful to my country, an' wot does I git fur it? I git looked down on, an' a nigger's pertected fur a-topperin' of me! But never mind, I'll be a big skull yet, an' keep my kerrige in Floredey." "What's Floredey good fur?" Levin asked.
The frightened clerk and waiter followed hastily, and restrained him as he was opening the front door. "Sir, dear sir, be patient " "Now, Marse Houghton, wot you gwine ter do?" cried the negro. "I'm going straight to that damned Bodine." "Den, Marse Houghton, you mus ride. Sam's puttin' de bosses to de kerrige dis minit." Houghton instantly darted through the house and out to the stable.
When he had swallowed the coffee he rose and went out. As he stood in the door of the club-house and buttoned up his coat, a cabman from the street called, "Kerrige, sir?" but not knowing where he should go, Millard raised his umbrella and walked. Mechanically he went toward Mrs. Callender's.
"The old gentleman?" "'No sah, Mistah Frank." "How did he know that I had any papers?" "I don' know sah; he only said as how he wanted dem; an' he's er waitin' 'round de cornah in de kerrige." This was a new feature in the situation. Dick was puzzled. At last he stepped to the phone and, still covering the negro with the revolver, he rang up central and called for Mr. Wicks' residence.
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