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The fantastic African was still there. Rudolf confronted him with his two cards in his hand. "Will you tell me why you gave me these cards and what they mean?" he asked. In a broad, good-natured grin the negro exhibited a splendid advertisement of his master's profession. "Dar it is, boss," he said, pointing down the street. "But I 'spect you is a little late for de fust act."
He started off past Ephraim down the road, with his sled trailing at his heels. "Hullo!" called Ephraim, "ain't you goin' up again?" "Can't, got to go home." "Less try it jest once more, an' see if you can't go further." "No, I can't, nohow. Mother won't like it as 'tis." "Whip you?" "'Spect so; don't mind it if she does."
"Oh, it's much too big for a knife, Hugh," I replied. "I 'spect it is, all the same," he said with a nod; "you've made it big on purpose; I positively know you have." At last it was opened, and I said, aunt-like, "Do you like it, Hugh?" "Awfully, thanks." Then he added a little wistfully, "Tommy's got a knife with things in it, a button'ook."
"Maybe you're Chinee or Mahometan, then, sir; I 'spect everybody's got a religion." "I was a Mahometan for business ends," Van Dorn said. "Having become a slaver, it was nothing to be a renegade. Stealing a man's soul every day, I put no value on mine. Yes, Mahomet is the prophet of God: so are you." "You have been in Afrikey, I 'spect," suggested Levin.
I b'lieve they 'spect things to grow ov thimselves 'athout any cultivatin'. An' to see that poor young lady hillin' the corn herself I felt as I'd like to bate both the captin an' his fine idle son so I would, while I could stand over 'em.
"You black rascal," he said, "what've you bin up to?" "Didn't 'spect you back so soon. Boss," gasped the negro. "Said you wouldn't be back till termorrer." "No matter when you expected us back," said the Deacon, shaking him still harder, while Si winked meaningly at Shorty. "What d'ye mean by sich capers as this? You've bin a-drinkin' likker, you brute." "Cel'bratun my freedom," gasped the negro.
"That would be rather fun," said Midget, laughing, "only I s'pose his robes and things would trip him up. But I do believe he'd like it. I don't 'spect he has much fun, anyway. Does he?" "Not of that sort, probably. But, Midget mine, there are other sorts of fun beside tearing up and down stairs like a wild Indian."
Several other camps were passed; and then, when Vincent knew that they were well in rear of the whole of them, they rose to their feet and started forward at a run. Suddenly Tony touched Vincent, and they both stood still. A distant shout came through the air, followed by another and another. "I 'spect dey hab found out we have gone, sah.
"Well," Levin said, "I never ain't been in love yet. I 'spect I ought to be. But mother is all I kin take keer of, and, pore soul! she's in so much trouble over me that she can't love nobody else. I git drunk, an' go off sailin' so long, an' spend my money so keerless, that if the Lord didn't look out for her maybe she'd starve." "Yes, Levin, you likes brandy as much as I likes the gals.
They ducked their heads, ran shouting up the bank, and were on their horses before he could reach them. 'Good evening, mas'r, said Sam. 'I berry much 'spect missis be anxious 'bout us. Mas'r Haley won't want us no longer. Then off they went as fast as their horses could gallop. It was late at night before they reached home again, but Mrs. Shelby was waiting for them.
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