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Yo' dawn' want to spite mae, do yo'?" "I didn' saay it t' spite yo', Jimmy. I said it saw's yo' sudn' feel saw baad." He smiled mournfully. "Poor Essy," he said. She gave him a queer look. "Yo' needn' pity mae," she said. He went away considerably relieved in his mind, but still suffering that sullen uneasiness in his soul. It was the last week in June.
An' yo've naw 'scuse for disgracin' yoresel. Yo was brought oop ralegious an' respactable. Did yo aver 'ear saw mooch aa a bad woord?" "It's doon, Moother, it's doon. There's naw good taalkin'." "Eh! Yo saay it's doon, it's doon, an' yo think nowt o' 't. An' nowt yo think o' t' trooble yo're brengin' on mae. I sooppawse yo'll be tallin' mae naxt yo looved 'im! Yo looved'im!"
"Saay," he began, abruptly, "I'm not sayin' nothin' to nobody, and nobody's sayin' nothin' to me see? but I guess your son'll be around here to-day, sure. He's got to come before one, for this office closes sharp at one, and we goes home. Now, I've got the call whether he gets his stuff taken off him or whether the boys leave him alone.
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