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"No, he ain't nudder!" she presently exclaimed with an air of relief. "Mahs' Junius done tole him dat ef he want dat gate open he better git down and open it hese'f. Dat's right Mahs' Junius! Stick up to dat! Dar go Mahs' Junius into de woods an' Mister Crof' he git out, an' go after him. Dey's gwine to fight, sartin, shuh!
"Well, you may do that this time, Mammy, but I shall certainly return you the money." "Jess as you choose, Mahs William, but you's 'titled to yo' fif' all the same." I must note here a characteristic of Mammy's which had strengthened as her powers failed, namely, "nearness."
I neber 'jected to you marryin' any lady you like bes', an' 'tain't f'ar Mahs' Junius, now Ise ole an' gittin' on de careen, fur you to ax me wot I tinks about ole miss gwine away an' comin' back. I begs you, Mahs' Junius, don' ax me dat." Master Junius rose to his feet. "All right, Isham," he said; "I shall not worry your good old heart with questions." And he went into the house.
"You, Letty, can't you go look her up?" Now was heard the voice of Plez, who meekly emerged from the shade of Letty. "Ole miss done gone out to de road gate," said he. "I seen her when I brung de cows." "Bress my soul!" ejaculated Letty. "Out to de road gate! An' 'spectin' you too, Mahs' Junius!" "Didn't she say nuffin to you?" said the old man, addressing Plez.
His friend watched the train vanish into the forest. Then, as his horse was brought, he mounted and moved back toward the city. Presently the negro, on the other horse, came up almost abreast of him. "Mahs' Hil'ry?" he ventured. "Well, uncle Jerry?" "Dat's a pow'ful good-lookin' suit o' clo'es what L'tenant Greenfeel got awn." "Jerry! you cut me to the heart!"
"Miss Rob she say, 'I 'cept your kind offer, sah, wid pleasure. An' den I hearn 'em comin', an' I cut down h'yar." "Glory! Hallelujah!" exclaimed Aunt Judy, bringing her ladle down upon the brick hearth. "Now is I ready to die when my time comes, fur Mahs' Junius 'll have dis farm, an' de house, an' de cabins, an' dey won't go to no strahnger from de Norf." "Amen," said Peggy.
I sighed inwardly, for this was the outward sign of undeterminable sitting. Suddenly the self-arranged color scheme struck me as the cool light fell over Mammy. I seated myself and seized my palette. "Sit still, Mammy, right where you are. I'm going to paint you." "Namer Gawd! paint me, Mahs William? After all dem pretty things whar you kin paint, paint yo' old Mammy?"
"Yaas," answered Peggy. "Well, den, why don' you say so? Dat aint Mahs' Junius' house nohow, though he lib dar as much as he lib anywhar. Wot she gwine dar fur?" "Gwine to git married, I reckon," said Peggy. "Git out!" ejaculated Aunt Judy. "Wid you fur bride'maid?" "Dunno," answered Peggy.
"O Mahs Jimmy, I I's gwine; but" he ventured nearer "don't on no account drink nothin', Mahs Jimmy." Such was the negro's earnestness that he put one foot in the gutter, and fell heavily against his master. The parson threw him off angrily. "Thar, now! Why, Colossus, you most of been dosted with sumthin'; yo' plum crazy. Humph, come on, Jools, let's eat!
There, in the quiet company of Baptiste and the grocer, the colloquial powers of Colossus, which were simply prodigious, began very soon to show themselves. "For whilst," said he, "Mahs Jimmy has eddication, you know whilst he has eddication, I has 'scretion. He has eddication and I has 'scretion, an' so we gits along."
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