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Rupert De Willoughby will be lawd of the mannah." She spent many hours which she felt to be very aristocratic in listening to Uncle Matt's stories of the "old De Willoughby place," the rice-fields in "South Ca'llina," and the "thousands of acres of gol' mines" in the mountains.
De wuss ting He enemies cud speak agin 'Im wuz, Dis man 'ceiveth sinners: I wuz a sinner. I des arst 'Im ter sabe me, en He did. I des trus' 'Im fer life en death en does de bes' I kin. Dat's all. But hit's 'SPEARANCE, marse cap'n, en I KNOWS hit. Now, marse cap'n, w'at fo' you go way in the de dark, you dunno whar? De bressed Lawd say, I go ter prepare a place fer you.
I asked her if she believed she could ever be happy away from them. She smiled with brimming eyes: "Why, I dunno, Miss Maud; whatsomeveh come, and whensomeveh, and howsomeveh de Lawd sen' it, ef us feels his ahm und' us, us ought to be 'shame' not to be happy, oughtn't us?"
To Hogarth's dismay, he turned back to the table, put a black bottle, half full, to his lips, and with tilts anc stoppages set to gulp it, while eager jokes, touched with jealousy, began to jeer from the beds. "Lawd Gawd, that was good!" said the Cockney with upturned eyes, "and what do I behold? broth, ye gawds!"
"Good Lawd, honey, hab you heerd on any ob you'se folks dyin'?" and Aun' Sheba's awed face and ample form filled the doorway, with Vilet's wondering little visage peeping around behind her. Ella sprang away, and, turning her back on the newcomers, mopped her face vigorously with her floury apron.
"Uncle Zack," he whispered, when the old darky had come hat in hand up the steps, "rustle me another julep!" "Lawd, Marse Brent," he cast a suspicious glance toward the front hall, "I'se gotter go clar to Marse Bob's an' cut his haih!" But, translating the look, Brent gave a low laugh, saying: "She won't be out again for awhile. Hustle, Zack! I've just been frozen to death!"
Then he came rapidly toward them, and she could see the tears on his black face, which was working nervously. "Miss Dory! Miss Dory! 'Tain't you! Oh, de Lawd, so growed, so changed! Is it you for shu'?" he said, stretching his hands toward Amy, who drew closer to Eloise. "Go gently, Jake; gently! Remember her mind is weak," Mr. Mason said. "Yes, sar. I 'members de Harris's mind mostly was weak.
Evidently the place did not impress her, except as something strange. "Let's go!" she whispered to Eloise. "We've nothing to do here; let's go back to the oranges and palmettos." "But, mother, Jakey is here!" Eloise replied, her eyes fixed upon the old man to whom Mr. Mason had been explaining, and whose "Bress de Lawd. I feels like havin' de pow', ef I b'lieved in it," she heard distinctly.
No, suh; it weren't right " Simmons rubbed the cuff of his sleeve over his eyes, and the contents of the tilting decanter dribbled down the front of his spotted old coat. "Simmons," said Dr. Lavendar, "what had they been quarrelling about?" But Simmons said glibly, that 'fore the Lawd, he didn't know. "He does know," said Dr. Lavendar, as the man again retired to his pantry.
He's been huntin' 'em everywhar." Aunt Ri grasped the situation instantly. Wiping her streaming eyes, she sobbed out: "Wall, I'll allow, arter this, thar is sech a thing ez a Providence, ez they call it. 'Pears like ther couldn't ennythin' less brung yer hyar jest naow. I know who yer be; ye're her brother Feeleepy, ain't yer? Menny's ther time she's tolt me about yer! Oh, Lawd!
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